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Laying in my bed

Im laying in my bed Staring at the ceiling Looking at the lines From the blinds Derived from outside Lights through my window Into my room And though i cant sleep I remain in wait While a state of awake Permeates my minds eye And the darkness Envelops me whole But the sounds of The night remain My clock ticks My clock tocks The seconds turn The minutes burn The fan shakes The blades spin My heart beats My mind races My eyes swell Im growing.... Im living.... Im thinking.... Im dying inside. I am awake. Yet i am alive.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Date: 11/2/2018 9:48:00 AM
Wow, beautiful Criss keep it up
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Date: 10/31/2018 4:22:00 AM
written lovely the graph of lonely living life in poetic diction /// lovely expression
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Date: 9/30/2015 8:25:00 AM
I love reading poems like this one. Good work.
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Date: 9/29/2015 12:04:00 PM
Night time is sometimes a hard time. Nice write my friend. God Bless. D.
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Date: 9/27/2015 4:44:00 PM
Really awesome words , good luck my friend and keep up the great work on. Xoxo
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Date: 9/27/2015 4:07:00 PM
We all have those times. I know that I do . Good reading. Keep up the good work of writing.
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