When you close your eyes and wallow in nostalgia;
Compounded love and fear its just a phobia;
That you wander around searching for the utopia;
When you are lost in this endless quest for euphoria;
When try and run away from the abyss of your sorrows;
You can't get out the way is too narrow;
Down on your knees you implore for a better tomorrow;
Just to find out that all hopes are so hollow;
When you trip and fall while chasing your dreams;
You call out loud can't help but scream;
These are the fruits of those deeds committed in prime;
You weren't the only witness of the nature of your crime;
And now you begin to pray till eternity;
But that won't help you are up against your imbibed eccentricity;
There is no place to hide this is your reality;
And all left to do is to comprehend your life's insanity;
This wasn't your destination but you have reached hell;
Done with the trails will soon be taken to your cell;
Your sins have outnumbered your alibies;
So perhaps its time that you open your eyes
oh wow. *takes in slowly* the word usage here is awesome. i have a deep love for the english language. and you've used it to a t. i love it. *smattering of applause* i just am sitting here in awe right now.
Submission Name: Insomnia
