Mocking, Flashing, Little Bar On Screen
Surrounded by blank opportunities missed,
Missing and lost
The stream of thoughts drying up to a trickle
And all they can do is focus on nothing, on this point
That is that single
Mocking, flashing, little bar on screen
Sleep drags at my eyelids, my head, my heart
And goes unnoticed, uncared for, unloved
Replaced by all consuming nothing
Staring at me
Mocking, flashing, little bar on screen
It stares and I stare back, defiantly loosing
My sanity
It’s taken my heart and drunk my thoughts dry
So now I’m left
Sleep deprived and alone
And then it hits me again and again and again the flicker of
Mocking, flashing, little bar on screen
And I’ve had it I give up, it wins
So now I go, to dream of nod
And to forget
One more night spent
With that
mocking ,
flashing,
little
bar
on
screen
To be fair it’s not as bad as that bloody paperclip
Copyright © Matthew Doyle | Year Posted 2009
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