Fear of Me
Freedom a state I seek
Each moment I lie awake
Another ray filters in rousing
Restless rumours of slumber
Over thinking every move I make
Forgetting nothing but what matters
Mindless muddles of thought never
Erasing an unpleasant past
Leaving traces of me
Along the lonely path
Scattered amongst
The well wishers and
Singers of false praise
Freedom a state I seek
Over time taken away with
Reflections of a younger self
Each wrinkle highlighted by
Visions of endless fright
Echoed in hollow chambers
Replayed every sleepless night
Copyright © Tim Smith | Year Posted 2016
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