Another sleepless night... Writhing in an emptiness, In a world so quiet, Except for the sounds of morning bird-calls. A heavy heart weighs me down. A mind plays itself on repeat. There's a consciousness - addicted to defeat. A sense of hopelessness which leaves me sinking. ~ I'd cry, if not for these dry eyes. … Continue reading Another Sleepless Night
Laying still and breathing softly, In the darkness of this cold room. The moons light trails in like water, Flowing through the bedroom window, Painting silhouettes casting shadows across the room.