To sleep in peace is all I desire

To sleep in peace is all I desire english poems

The music doesn’t seem right anymore,
the songs seem all the same,
breaths that I take
feel like herculean tasks.
To keep my eyes open
and to think,
makes me wish
I could be a vegetable,
feels I am in a coma,
feels everything is a dream,
a nightmare,
that I am unable to wake up from.

I get chased down by demons,
I get raped by emotions,
I get defiled by feelings,
I get debauched by guilt,
I get castrated by desire,
I see gloom all around,
I feel myself breaking
into a million pieces,
with each piece
questioning its authenticity,
I feel I am in coma.

To sleep in peace is all I desire
To sleep in peace is all I desire

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Nothing enthralls me anymore, Nothing surprises me anymore, I know not the depth of my own soul, nothing allures me anymore..............
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Darren Scanlon

As a COPD & Sleep Apnoea sufferer if can relate to your words. Very descriptive and well written.



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