

Ode to InsomniaSleep You are a fickle friend An illusive lover. I reach for you, Only to be pushedOde to Insomnia
Away. I try again - stroking you gently, Pulling you towards me so I Can wrap myself in your oblivion. You scream - banshee-like, tearing From my grasp. Exhaustion, that act of pushing To the edge of death, glancing Over into nothingness is not
The same, but it is all you have Left me. You offer complete peace. You offer fuzzy warmth and
Solace in your arms. I cry out
To you, begging for mercy. Begging fo


Your EyesYour eyes - they haunt me in my sleep. Once so full of love, passion, anger. The last time I saw them? Nothing.Your Eyes
It was the emptiness that
Causes my heart to ache
Physically. The pain tearing my soul into tiny pieces. I allowed those eye to take me in, open me up - force me to love again. You pulled those eyes from me, with no
prior warning, no explanation. How can I move on when it Pins me to breathe, even to Blink? Yes, the act of closing
My eyes is a physical task Which I w


King and Queen of DenialYou sit there,King and Queen of Denial
High and mighty On your throne Judging and assuming You're so much better Than I. I sit, WIth grace and forgiveness, Not only for you, But also for myself. I've let go of my
Addictions, fought those Demons with help and Alone. Where were you in my misery? Sitting there, Hight and mighty On your throne.
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Everbody lies and it's never Lupus.
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love where thou wilt
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