Rusty Eyes

Rusty eyes sing lullabys
Of untold horrors.
They sing of times of ease
And of times so hard
That getting rest even a little
Is hard to conquer.

Rusty eyes are all there is
When long days sheds its skin
And parades in your face.
Suffering without end
Without the energy to move
Wandering about aimlessly
Trying to find a bed.

Rusty eyes, Rusty eyes
Lack of sleep makes me wander
Is sleep even a thing anymore

Teary eyes, lullubys
Finally sleeping but 1 hour left.
Alarm clock rings,
time to get up.
Rusty eyes, Rusty eyes