Sleepless nights.
Space and time, wait to see the illusion slipping through my reality.
Crystal clear, broken dreams, open mind for me to see.
Walking on shattered mirrors, test of time, so much clearer.
Clutched heart, hard to breathe, with the final breath, now I see.
Through my eyes, my mind speaks of a place with oceans deep.
Laugh, cry, Godspeed, waiting for what I need.
Close my eyes, try to sleep, but only hear a single heartbeat.
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Posted: Sep 2017
About this poem:
Sleepless nights are your worst enemy. Healing is a process. Everything takes time.
Comments (3)
Very well written - ty for sharing.
Kathy