Sleep and quiet eludes me
It shakes and shimmies our of my grasp
20 in 4
20 in 4
I am sore
hours and days run, there is dark but not total
The weight on my face pulls me down
I fall head head first in my chair, my neck can't support my bare empty head, full of half made walking dreams, I reach out for a translucent hand
20 in 4
20 in 4
There is no giddiness in this, only floating in semi nothing, work stumbles out of my mouth hours after my shift, I just need to drift
20 in 4
20 in 4
I will settle for lucid, these dreams where I'm chased by shadows of the day are giving me whiplash
20 in 4
20 in 4
Mar 24, 2015
Mar 24, 2015 at 11:10 PM UTC
Sleep and quiet eludes me
It shakes and shimmies our of my grasp
20 in 4
20 in 4
I am sore
hours and days run, there is dark but not total
The weight on my face pulls me down
I fall head head first in my chair, my neck can't support my bare empty head, full of half made walking dreams, I reach out for a translucent hand
20 in 4
20 in 4
There is no giddiness in this, only floating in semi nothing, work stumbles out of my mouth hours after my shift, I just need to drift
20 in 4
20 in 4
I will settle for lucid, these dreams where I'm chased by shadows of the day are giving me whiplash
20 in 4
20 in 4
