Can't sleep Late at night Or early morning Whatever you call it It's not very alluring Nobody awake Quietly I sit Thoughts arrive I wish they'd quit Racing around Just like a rocket I'd like to stuff them All in my pocket To just be calm And not overthink It's not very easy When at your brink I'd like to scream Yell out so loud Up to the clouds To stop it now And make them go Far enough away To never return Not even for a day I hope it's soon And not too late It just might be The cause of my fate ©Schizology #Awake #poem✍🧡🧡💛 #Mind