I can’t sleep.
The bedside lamp is warm.
Yet, the faint glow
So cold,
So heartless.
The head board groans
Under my heavy thoughts.
I can’t sleep.
Growling beasts
Blacken my dreams.
Darkness creeps
Onto my bed.
The echoes sustain.
I can’t sleep.
I can’t sleep.
I can’t drift away.
Thinking cobwebs
Tie me down
To this stagnation.
So that,
I don’t sleep.
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2 comments:
Really well thought out I must say.
beautiful
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