Jul 2015
Sleepless nights filled with voices,
memories, and fearful noises.
Hug your pillow and trust your choices.
Breath the poisonous air of muggy summer nights.
memories, and fearful noises.
Hug your pillow and trust your choices.
Breath the poisonous air of muggy summer nights.
I never get to pick my dreams, and don't remember most of them. I sometimes wonder if I'm repressing nightmares, because when I do remember them, they are something else...
