Restlessness
Under washing sound of drifting rains,
Thunder lightning cracking at my sky,
I sit in distress restless and why?
This bold confusion and my mind wanes.
Tightly softly closing slender eyes,
Flashing stories that are not yours or mine,
Perhaps a pill or even too much wine,
Tossing turning disappointed sighs.
Bleak and flashing stolen songs,
These motions and or these fears creep,
I'll never rest! Why oh why can't I sleep?
Perhaps for spite or all past wrongs.
But fear not darling self this lonely night,
Sooner than sooner or later there shall be light.
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