Sunday, 12 July 2015
Wednesday, 1 July 2015
Awake
All time for bed,
still awake.
Black inch in
through the crater.
Fear thickens,
frail psyche.
Pain sway out,
inert eyes, bloodless tears.
Resting on the
bed with absolutely shattered soul, I could hear the clouds thundering all through
the obscurity.
With all that
irrational rusty thoughts, that kept me with the musing.
And it’s all time
for bed, but am still awake.
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