More bad poetry

I decided to try and make a poem about how I am feeling currently, due to the amount of overtime I am doing. However, as poetry is still not something I excel in, it’s not very good.

I hope you enjoy.

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Leaving in light
Returning in dark
A sunrise is a distant memory

Wheels in the night
Fast and firm
Take me to my cherished cradle

Thoughts run full
They float away with no grip
Only to return when my mind is flooded

Rest is too brief
Sometimes it is too much
Eyes open tired and body runs flat

Oh, how I miss the air
Oh, how I miss the day
Oh, how I miss the sun

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About Stupidity Hole

I'm some guy that does stuff. Hoping to one day fill the internet with enough insane ramblings to impress a cannibal rat ship. I do more than I probably should. I have a page called MS Paint Masterpieces that you may be interested in checking out. I also co-run Culture Eater, an online zine for covering the arts among other things. We're on Patreon!
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