I have poetry
Running through my head
Tangled, resilient
Like knots in hair
Dark things shake me at night
My pillows feel foreign
And sweat is cold
Sadness sleeps on my eyelids
Cozy as can be
But always terrorizing
Only me
Dec 23, 2012
Dec 23, 2012 at 2:05 AM UTC
I have poetry
Running through my head
Tangled, resilient
Like knots in hair
Dark things shake me at night
My pillows feel foreign
And sweat is cold
Sadness sleeps on my eyelids
Cozy as can be
But always terrorizing
Only me
