Insomniacs and Fools

Luna by kat 2017

1-
it’s early morning drenched in dew
the witching hour wont let me sleep
i’m an insomniac, it’s true
it’s early morning drenched in dew,
roused by the whispers of my muse
who tells me, “no use counting sheep”
it’s early morning drenched in dew,
the witching hour won’t let me sleep

2-
I feel so foolish for crying
It’s not that I’m not strong, you know
Sometimes it’s wise to stop trying
I feel so foolish for crying
Nothing works when someone’s’ lying
Relationships need trust to grow
I feel so foolish for crying
It’s not that I’m not strong, you know

kat – 22 February 2017
(Triolet Poems)


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