Tick tock can you hear the clock,
Stealing time while you ponder existence,
Opening memories you want to block,
That are negative but have consistence.

But what else to do when you cannot sleep,
When your minds in overdrive,
With thoughts you fail to keep,
They hold you prisoner while you survive,
Holding back the memories you buried deep .

Magic pills that let you slip,
Into a slumber of a blackness,
While you gain control and equip,
For the following day of yet more madness

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