what is this driving me
filling my mind
starting as dreams
turning to nightmares
blissful I should be
filled with relaxation
lost in a world
of sleep and imagination
yet beyond all purpose
of what makes sense
I am tossing and turning
crying for an end
feeling things there
that cant possibly exist
pin pricks and needles
is what my bed is filled with
jumbled up rhtyms
making bits of sense
but never stopping
and giving my mind rest
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