Nocturnal Tragedy

For as long as I remember, I have struggled to sleep, Vacant in my slumber, But forever dreaming. Days became long, Nights were too short, Patience now destroyed, My mind became taut. Sheltering my eyes, With both of my hands, Searching for answers, Lost emotions ran. Like ink they fell, Tears onto the paper, Capturing each thought, Of my own caper. Unwilling to speak, Verse became my voice, I am completely lost, Without any choice. Flick through the leaves, Reflecting my past, Be rest assured, It was quite a blast. (C) 2015 PJ Bayliss
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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January 7, 2016 at 5:40 PM
PJ, you have amazing imagery here.. WOW
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December 2, 2015 at 3:19 PM
I can relate to this so much have had terrible sleep issues since my husband's cancer surgery - then i started writing - would be up at all hours - thankfully it is now under control and I no longer get up in the night to write:-) hugs Jan xx
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