2 Am

Fear of sleep
And a worried creep
Of a world deep
With fear.

Shots and screams
Fill my dreams 
Flaming streams
Draw near

Wind will end
The life I bend
I need a friend
To steer

But sleep will come
Before the sun
And worries run
Appear.

For flee of life
My problem wife
Holds the knife
I fear
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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March 14, 2009 at 11:32 PM
i like the descriptions... my mind can feel the anxiety.
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March 10, 2009 at 12:25 AM
Well written and interesting thoughts, I look forward to reading more....Aleera
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