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 © Criss Tripp | Year Posted 2015
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