Sleep

The days move so slowly,
In my own troubled mind,
Alone I just cry aloud,
Just to pass this ageless time.

A cruel and unusual punishment,
That was just given to me,
A broken heart, and,
Whats seems to be a shattered dream.

Black and red eyes of mine,
see the awful pain,
But it don't matter closed,
it is all the same.

What to do with these broken pieces,
Of my heart and dreams,
My heart says keep them,
My mind just screams.

Confused and tired body of mine,
Should I just sleep again,
No not unless you want another,
Broken heart and shattered dream.