Welcome to my World

by Sheri   May 26, 2005


I am so far from sleep.

I can smell the stench of a drug laden sweat seeping from my pours.

This is the darkest hour of my day.

Longing for slumber and knowing it won't come.
It won't come.
It won't come.

My eyes are heavy with dark visions of tomorrow -
and I ask myself over and over and over

What's wrong with me???????
What's wrong with me???????
What's wrong with me???????
What's wrong with me???????
What's wrong??????

Welcome to my world! (care to stay awhile?)

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