Some days I hate myself
Catalogued feelings on the shelf
Come toppling down in torrents
When awake I lie in solitude
Thinking of the minutes wasted
Beauty so oft never tasted
I shudder in resentment
When awake I lie in solitude
An overhead plain of white ceiling plaster
Into which sinks the day's disaster
A multitude of careless mistakes
When awake i lie in solitude
Gradually dim the negativities
Like the city lights, I find clarity
Sleep she crawls like a snake
And my lids close in solitude
Catalogued feelings on the shelf
Come toppling down in torrents
When awake I lie in solitude
Thinking of the minutes wasted
Beauty so oft never tasted
I shudder in resentment
When awake I lie in solitude
An overhead plain of white ceiling plaster
Into which sinks the day's disaster
A multitude of careless mistakes
When awake i lie in solitude
Gradually dim the negativities
Like the city lights, I find clarity
Sleep she crawls like a snake
And my lids close in solitude
2 comments:
beautifully written
the last two lines .. linger beautifully, 'sleep she crawls like a snake' ~ love love love ...
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