Alright, so I've been having a lot of trouble sleeping the last little while, at least more so than usual. The past four days I've only been able to fall asleep around five and six in the morning. It's wrecking havoc on my system and I'm barely getting anything done through out the day. I've really got to try and sort out the issues, but I have no idea why I can't sleep. It's not like I don't get tired, but I just can't seem to fall asleep. I'm watching Romeo&Juliet and reading up on my Latin, I'm just that awesome, and there is nothing else that I can think to do. I use to always want a love like theirs, something amazing and true and romantically tragic. However I've come to realize that that isn't me. I'm not that girl, I won't be the one to fall madly in love and suffer through a romantic tragedy. At best I'll be comfortable, and I think I can be okay with that. I guess. Maybe moving to Ireland will change things, maybe....hopefully.
Quips too harsh to bare,
thrown so careless,
so weightless,
so vain.
Lies too solid to shake,
told so freely,
so lightly,
so pained.
Tears too cold to dismiss,
trailing so slowly,
so heavily,
so stained.
Hearts too broken to hold,
torn so willingly,
so momentarily,
so vain.
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