The Internal Monologue Before Sleep

By Saywisely

1 min read Dec 8, 2024
The day is done, the light is out,
My brain begins to scream and shout.
A cringe-filled scene from 'ninety-three,
A sudden fear of bees.

Did I lock the door? I'm sure I did.
A song I haven't heard since I was a kid.
My thoughts, a frantic, buzzing hive,
At half-past-one, and still alive.

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