I should be going to sleep
But the shadows at the corner of my eye
Keep whispering secrets
I never asked for
I’m pacing down the hallways
Of my sanity
Waiting for a door to open
Down at the deep end
The peonies dance a slow waltz
In a breeze that does not exist
And the ivy crawl up walls
Over lamps, over windows
Come sit with me
Next to the pond
You cannot leave
So take your time
Apr 14, 2021
Apr 14, 2021 at 11:00 AM UTC
I should be going to sleep
But the shadows at the corner of my eye
Keep whispering secrets
I never asked for
I’m pacing down the hallways
Of my sanity
Waiting for a door to open
Down at the deep end
The peonies dance a slow waltz
In a breeze that does not exist
And the ivy crawl up walls
Over lamps, over windows
Come sit with me
Next to the pond
You cannot leave
So take your time
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