Head sunk into the soft pillow
Envisioning dreams
That have gathered dust
In the hour notorious
For generating excessive thoughts
Mindlessly listening to the howling
Of early winter's bitter winds
The menacing cold
Piercing my skin
Quick to shiver
These bones have always been
Intolerant of the harsh elements
As though in slow motion
The hours stagger on
Surely this insomnolence
Has made it's point.
Apr 12, 2014
Apr 12, 2014 at 3:08 PM UTC
Head sunk into the soft pillow
Envisioning dreams
That have gathered dust
In the hour notorious
For generating excessive thoughts
Mindlessly listening to the howling
Of early winter's bitter winds
The menacing cold
Piercing my skin
Quick to shiver
These bones have always been
Intolerant of the harsh elements
As though in slow motion
The hours stagger on
Surely this insomnolence
Has made it's point.
