Sleep will not win
Not until each regret is counted
All the hours fade away
As I branch out this shady character I've made
I know that its a curse
Obsessive and rehearsed
An open wound I scratch instead of nurse
Sleep will not win
Not until the last leaf has fallen
I try to grow the things I need
This garden is moribund, struggling to breathe
The Seeds I sowed yesterday is tomorrows decay
watered with shame but absent of blame
Every single line is a push against a door
I'd much rather pull closer, embrace until its over
Every turn of phrase is born from an inwardly beggar who knows
What he wants not he needs
I can't control myself
Temptation overwhelms
A long line of addicts
This is no different
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