Sunday, July 6, 2014

I can't see

Sitting in darkness
Helps Sometimes
No glaring garish light
No sounds but whispers
And the memories drift
Sailing on waters deep
Blackened by moonless night
They have no form then
No pain or anguish
They can't be seen 
Only drifting silently
Where I can't see
But morning comes
With a bright sunlight
They remain now out to sea
Until the next setting
So I'll sit here longer
Unable to find restful sleep
Daring them to find me
Sitting in darkness

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