#WritcoPoemPrompt112
With everything that life has to offer,
There's so much to be enjoyed,
But the pleasures of sleeplessness I suffer,
Is the one I cannot avoid.
🄸 🄰🄼 🄱🄴🄲🄾🄼🄸🄽🄶 🅂🄸🄻🄴🄽🄲🄴🄳
🄰🄻🄻 🄸 🄴🅅🄴🅁 🅃🄾🄻🄳 🅆🄰🅂 🄻🄸🄴🅂
🄸 🅂🄴🄴🄽 🅂🄰🅃🄰🄽 🅃🄷🅁🄾🅄🄶🄷 🄼🅈 🄳🄴🄰🅃🄷
🄸'🄼 🄵🄸🄻🄻🄴🄳 🅆🄸🅃🄷 🅂🄸🄽 🄰🄽🄳 🄵🄻🄸🄴🅂
🄸'🄼 🄰🄻🄾🄽🄴 🄸🄽 🄼🅈 🄼🄸🄽🄳
🄱🅄🅃 🄷🄴🅁🄴 🄸 🄷🄰🅅🄴 🄽🄾 🅁🄾🄾🄼
🄸 🄼🄸🅂🅂 🄵🅁🄴🄴🄳🄾🄼 🄻🄸🄺🄴 🄻🅄🄽🄲🄷 🄼🄸🅂🅂🄴🅂 🄽🄾🄾🄽
🄸 🅆🄸🅂🄷 🄵🄾🅁...