Sleepless in Pittsburgh

I remember in nights past when I couldn’t sleep I thought of the things that tortured me
Things that would make me weep
Things that I could never speak
So much shame, my lips stayed shut
I hoped some day my thoughts would be filled with love
This night my dreams come true although I still can’t sleep but now I think of you


The boy of my dreams made from the man of my dreams. ~my inspiration ~

About write2sleep

If you are looking for a well structured blog with correct punctuation and sentence formation, you have come to the wrong blog. My writing style reflects my mind- COMPLETE CHAOS. For the ones who are restless..if you can't fall right to sleep ;Write2sleep.

Posted on January 24, 2014, in Poetry. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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