Restless
My mind wonders the endless void of dark decrypted shadow pits of my life
and echo back a sound like nails on a chalkboard.
This will be another restless night.
I look out my window to see a shadow move in the moon light
My mind wonders still, Sleep is now but a hollow memory.
Restless emotionless husk from my sleep deprived state if only the Reapers hand would
sooth my mind and wisk me away.
Copyright © Jeff Smith | Year Posted 2009
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