I Lost My Way
I lost my way
In the wrinkles of the road!
Footless the night creeps into my room
It's not that I don't want to sleep
but the emptiness is creeping into myself.
The wind that would begin its violent roar
on the ridges of my fear,
It'll rapidly descend towards
The hole of emptiness soul,
like an agitated swarm of bees
returning to their hive after
a day of frenzied honey collecting,
has finally abated,
when you appeared smiling in the dream
and it is now calm and quiet.
I no longer need to use my words as a brace
against the fabric of the fear.
Copyright © Fatima Nusairat | Year Posted 2015
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