Mind, body and my souls awake,
Tossing and turning can’t sleep.
Bodies yearning for sleep.
Sleepless, in the dead of night. Coyotes howl at the moon light.
Witches caste their spells.
I feel my body leaving. I feel the demons being fought off. The angels are doing their do their jobs.
I am worn and torn fighting this sleep battle.
The pills don’t work and nothing seems to calm my mind.
I am locked down in a cage interwined.
When, will I find peace of mind?
Is sleep just to hard to find.
Am I missing a chapter to the story here?
Did I run out of time?
The clocks are watching. The tables are turning.
Candles flicker, incense burns. Deep down.
This mind, body, soul still aches and yearns for sleep.
Sleepless nights in the midnight
desert so, cold, brutal and untethered.
I wont forget what’s it like to have a calm mind.
Sleepless nights, locked in this bondage called insomnia, torcher of the mind.
Tell me what will set me free?
Tell me what will let me be?
I wanna peaceful sleep.
Fuck insomnia.
Frosty Crow's Dark and Secret Diaries 