Christopher Goss Poet Free verse

I Need Rest

Resting my eyes
On a bed of skulls

Dead inside
Forgive me for I have sinned

My weakness
Is caring too much

And carrying a burden
I shouldn't be carrying

My garden is full of weeds
Growing over the dead roses

My eyes were once vibrant
Now they're sullen holes

I'm not a machine
But I've still broken down

Resting my eyes
On a bed of skulls

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Caren Krutsinger August 29, 2018 at 2:50 AM Resting my head on a bed of skulls. This immediately set the tone, and kept it there. You have an amazing mastery of words, Christopher.

Orochi C. Joshua August 28, 2018 at 9:11 PM Wow! Quite interesting. Aptly done.