A sleepless night
Is an endless day
Although there’s no light
Stuff’s still in the way
Between both your eyelids
To stop them from closing
Though the calendar moves
In your mind it is frozen
A Poetic Dive into the Creative Unconscious
A sleepless night
Is an endless day
Although there’s no light
Stuff’s still in the way
Between both your eyelids
To stop them from closing
Though the calendar moves
In your mind it is frozen