Restless Sleep
Weary and pained, I close my eyes
Pushed, in need of rest beyond sane measures
My mind resists, reliving the day
Like a movie already seen that reruns endlessly
Like reality show contestants in a battle for fame
Words spoken aloud and heard in a quiet room
Sleep finally creeps in
Staining the windows with dark graffiti
Restless sleep soaks into my body
Choking out all reality
Like a child's top spun off of a table
I am thrown from a cliff
Into the endless black that can be my own heaven or hell.
Copyright © Stanley Cannon | Year Posted 2013
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