Emotions implode
and leave a cloud of mental of chatter
that I cannot dissipate
on my own
The world goes on
and spins in a widening gyre
and I
I am alone
Vicious whispers
pluck me from a tentative sleep
but when I open my eyes
the room is bare
It would appear
a safe sanctuary
but there are ghosts and shadows there
I try to close my eyes
This splintered pain will keep
but darker things lurk deeper
I do not wish to sleep
Saturday, October 31, 2009
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