I reach
For something to grab
But let my hand
S L I P
And I fall
Into an abyss.
Light
No more
My aching soul
Scratching at my body
Screaming
I wish
For sleep
One thousand years of sleep
Forever waiting for sleep
To calm my existence
Existing can be so tiresome
Do you agree?
Mar 11, 2018
Mar 11, 2018 at 4:53 PM UTC
