The windows to your world
Start to slowly close shut
Fingers move less nimbily
Brain clicks into auto pilot
As the world gyrates around you
You stay perfectly still
The noise is distant, miles away
Almost an out of body ordeal
Your feline or canine friend
Snuggled close to youd back
Pillows surround the body
Thoughts drifting more and more of track
Floating into the darkness
Upward into the sky
You ponder your life
And ask the important questions like "why?'
Finally it engulfs you
Swollowing you whole
Mr. Sand Man's job is done
And he has checked off all his goals
Feb 28, 2014
Feb 28, 2014 at 11:50 PM UTC
The windows to your world
Start to slowly close shut
Fingers move less nimbily
Brain clicks into auto pilot
As the world gyrates around you
You stay perfectly still
The noise is distant, miles away
Almost an out of body ordeal
Your feline or canine friend
Snuggled close to youd back
Pillows surround the body
Thoughts drifting more and more of track
Floating into the darkness
Upward into the sky
You ponder your life
And ask the important questions like "why?'
Finally it engulfs you
Swollowing you whole
Mr. Sand Man's job is done
And he has checked off all his goals
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