Midnight came and midnight went.
Once again alone in bed.
Company creeps into her head.
Unwanted and unwarranted.
In the form of vibrant visions.
Somewhere between rest and life.
Or rest of life.
Never sure.
A drifter on the raft of life
Eyes clasp shut or open wide.
Creeping behind clams eyes.
Hidden secrets.
Locked behind those heavy tired,
Visionary creators.
Brain in pain or brain insane.
Never sure what qualifies.
The images stored behind minds eyes.
Locked inside, no great escape.
By ladylivvi1

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