Im scared
Everytime I close my eyes
I feel you're there
I fear that even if I get to sleep
You will be there
Awake.
I cant sleep
My heart is slow
But the thoughts are rushing in
I must accept them
No more regret
Awake.
I am Awake.
Sharmaine Marie
Nov 21 2012 2:36 AM
maybe
it was a visitation of energy. One that succeeded in getting the pen into your hand at 230am, to write about it. Not out of the realm of possibility. Very thought provoking poetry, once again...great poetry does exactly that.
Thank you. I appreciate all
Thank you. I appreciate all of your feedback!
Can never think of what to say. Contradiction Incarnate.
A lonely contradiction. Contrasola