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Shadows Climb In My Cold Room
How I long to sleep tonight
forget these thoughts
and rest
Ease my body free
of anxiety and worry
but the more I try
the more I fail
I fidget fast, roll in frustration
cursing my debt
and conversations that won't end
Where are those waves of darkness
when will they wash my brain
Where is that tide of sleep
of empty-headedness
of ignorance
and bliss...
Six hours now
I've studie...
Wednesday 19th June 2019 9:23 pm
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