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by Seeker May 27, 2006 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
Crickets creating sounds of nights whispering sleep, I ignore it concentrating my mind on other things. thoughts of day swirl in my head loneliness surrounds I ignore the feeling sleep whispers again I pretend not to hear threatening, images of darkness frame the wall I sink lower underneath the covers my breath slows my eyes stutter sleep finally overcomes