Alone At Night
I feel unease, when trees creek so
As wind chimes chatter to and fro
From dusk till dawn my nerves do seize
When trees creek so, I feel unease
Strange things I see, when darkness falls
Soft shadows dancing down the halls
Translucent specters watching me
When darkness falls, strange things I see
At night alone, my thoughts do stray
Splintered memories, barbed and splayed
So many voices – most my own
My thoughts do stray, at night alone
The white coats come, when daylight breaks
The blue pill helps reduce the shakes
First eyes are checked, then straps undone
When daylight breaks, the white coats come
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Copyright © David Mohn | Year Posted 2014
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