In Some Insomnia

In Some Insomnia

victor-victim

Registrant
The little boy who could not sleep,
Because his thoughts were way to deep,
His mind went for an evening stroll,
And fell into the rabbit hole.

The rabbit hole
Is a bottomless pit.
It stains your soul
With slime and $#¡†.

Be careful down there,
If you take the tour.
Beware! Be aware.
Don't drown in the sewer.

No one knows how deep they'll sink,
Digging in the dirt of hell.
Some folks think they like the stink.
Most say they can't stand the smell.

Scared and scarred and scratched and scraped,
Heavy heart healed by heaven's grace,
I was raped - but I escaped.
The devil's real. I've seen his face.

Hope, brother, hope!
However long the night.
The morning cometh.
There will be light.
 
(victor-victim)


"...No one knows how deep they'll sink,
Digging in the dirt of hell.
Some folks think they like the stink.
Most say they can't stand the smell..."
 
So many kinds
of pits abound
waiting around
just to be found
there is no end
there is no mend
there is no doubt
life is just
in and out.
 
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