I'm Going to Bed Now

Of all the rainbows donned across my skies
I sit here alone at the end of your's
Twisting an turning like a slot machine
No winners here as the thoughts obscure

As the dream dies and becomes the floor
As every opportunity is just a closing door
As every single feeling felt
Was just another body of water
In which I sink

No hope left for the the things I think.
Just a hopeless soul upon the brink
And as these wonderings steal away my soul
I grow old and dare not to blink

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