Days turn to night
Darkness to light
The noise doesn’t stop
Simmering like a ringing bell
Sound echoes in an empty chamber
The heart rings
Vibrations of a past time
Memories stagger
A distant reminder of you

Lazy thoughts,

Half assed,

You've done your part,

You're finished,

Procrastination wins,

Thats why i cant finish this poem.

My madness is intoxicated with sadness.

Survival is a catalyst, speeding up your emotions.

Suddenly its all dark.

Are you?

I'm not!

Who said?

You said!

It must be true, i knew it's you.

A Mystery,

A Movement,

Thumbs twiddle and lights dwindle

Thoughts are prescribed

Your still confused.