Guest guest Posted December 23, 2003 Report Share Posted December 23, 2003 When Will Sleep Come In the still of the night, I wait where the clock on the wall sounds of drums crashing in the stillness of the night wondering when sleep will come. I close my eyes to hide the shadows that abound in the quiet of my room; ghosts of days past come unbidden turning my mind into chaos. I fear the darkness in my mind of memories waiting to pounce and wound. Fear clings to my skin like cold morning fog in a sleep disturbed by demons from my past. Seeking out comfort in the dark night sky I call to the voices that dance in the air trembling as I try to forget the dreams that slice through my peace with such ease. Comfort comes from a flowing breeze drifting through windows and rising curtains gathering my thoughts within its folds, allowing fear to leave on the gentle wind. Serenity and peace surround a fretful mind laden with remembered pain and curling down into the comfort of my bed .. I wait for sleep. © 2003 " Rion " Sewell Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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