Poet In The Jar Diaries: 7.40 (Sometimes)

Tuesday, February 16

7.40 (Sometimes)

I'm sleeping again
Dozing off into slumber
And I dream, again
Many restless dreams

7.40
You wake me up
You're holding me too hard
Shaking me
It hurts
It stings

I'm smiling, sometimes
When I manage to forget
But some things we were
Just aren't forgotten yet

7.40
You wake me up
You're holding me too hard
Strangling me
It hurts
It stings

So what if I can sleep again?
When you wake me up 7.40 AM
And I can't get myself to move
I can't get myself to breathe

7.40
You wake me up
You're not holding me
Not shielding me
And it hurts
It stings

4 comments:

AnonymousFebruary 16, 2010 at 10:22 AM
Beautiful in a very painfull way...
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Poet In The JarFebruary 16, 2010 at 4:33 PM
Thank you <3
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erika_92February 16, 2010 at 8:15 PM
Du har då blivit inspirerad av DWA

Varför just 7:40?
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Poet In The JarFebruary 16, 2010 at 8:38 PM
Fast egentligen kom inspirationen från en låt som heter The Wake, med Abney Park ;)

Hmm för jag brukar vakna då varje morgon. Av någon underlig anledning.
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