Lost Poem by Issam Aladdin

Its a product of 5am sleep preparation
a rush of flashbacks, u in all of them
from the head to my toes, its all i see and hear

The guitar sound breaks the night
the moonlit night swaggering; boasting, yet deceitful
I can't get no sleep with u in my mind

This stream of chords crying to a never end
a play list, a view of my shrinking heart
it really feels like the biggest pain

Its late and I'm afraid to move
you swept me away and I wonder how I lost u
it really feels like the biggest mistake