I can feel myself going
down
down
down
farther
and farther
into the rhythm
of my own
tired
eyes
as they struggle to
stay
open.
I can hear myself
sinking
in the wordless voices
surrounding me.
I am content in
drowning myself
until I can see
nothing
but the darkness
of my isolation.
Here
is where
I will sleep,
and I will be
satisfied.
Jun 20, 2019
Jun 20, 2019 at 2:01 PM UTC
I can feel myself going
down
down
down
farther
and farther
into the rhythm
of my own
tired
eyes
as they struggle to
stay
open.
I can hear myself
sinking
in the wordless voices
surrounding me.
I am content in
drowning myself
until I can see
nothing
but the darkness
of my isolation.
Here
is where
I will sleep,
and I will be
satisfied.