When noon rays
Paint streaks across my floor
A subtle reminder that life
Still continues
Outside my little cocoon
When the unbearable weight
Of life in all her glory
Finally closes my eyes
And I take a breath of risk
Not knowing if I’ll wake
In time to live
That is my favorite
Time to sleep.
Oct 19, 2018
Oct 19, 2018 at 11:57 PM UTC
When noon rays
Paint streaks across my floor
A subtle reminder that life
Still continues
Outside my little cocoon
When the unbearable weight
Of life in all her glory
Finally closes my eyes
And I take a breath of risk
Not knowing if I’ll wake
In time to live
That is my favorite
Time to sleep.
