Miss why cant you sleep?

[Bunx]

Shaking in your bed
you can not rest your head.
Dreading what sorrow
tomorrow may bring for you,
bringing me dreams
sweeter than a butterfly landing
on a blade of grass.

You can't close your eyes
from the nerves that cling
forward and keep them open.
In mourning you think, will
he make me grin so I can
forget the woes of the pill's
smile?

Resting ones head down misses
looked left, she saw
a six stringed machine of feeling.
A finger raised plays a minor trail.
Why can't he be my medicine when
my doctor is the catalyst to his smile.

Smiling I think of her,
awake at her screen
knowing that she believes in me.
It is the morning and I need
to take my pill, to know she is real.
She is real? Right, I think to myself?
I have seen her with my eyes, but
just her and no one else.

When you live in a world of mindful
illusion should one care?
Care about the girl with ill settling,
stomach pains that never to run away?
Once I ran and I met her, my ex
as clear vapor in the wind. I thought
I touched her, but only touched air.

Tears transpire thicker than water running down my cheek.
One for every girl I meet. Know that nothing
will break my open heart again.
Why was she there? Whispering with
her hair against my face.

Grace, I ask leave us be, there
anit no recovery for me.
There is a girl though, her skin
olive as dusk's glow. She is there
I swear, looking at her computer's
portrait of us. There I am smiling
with a care at my olive skinned love.

Sleeping beauty was thought when I awoke.
Your reality is as thick as smoke.
Breathe it out and take me away from Grace.
So you can be that girl in my head all day.