Glimpse
Just keep whispering
your buzzing hum
slips its grasp when i sleep
before morning eyes
have touched the light
your continual gripe takes strike
I'm trapped inside with you
Can't we make amends
biting at my hand
as i try to make friends
That it your not all there
That's why people stare
To catch a glimpse
within my eyes
of the madness that we share
Copyright © Christopher Quigley | Year Posted 2020
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