"drealand" poems
I don't sleep
I hold on to my bed
The backups must go
My fingers dig into my sheets
I want sleep.forget.melt into night.
But
What if something goes wrong?
I may need them
It is only information
Limbo
Drealand
That's all
And if I try hard enough
Maybe I can forget the dark place where
They
We
Are...
Apr 6, 2015
Apr 6, 2015 at 6:10 PM UTC