Just to be born anew
sleep takes
and gives back to you
all past selves
dead
just for one to grow
and then wither alone
under sheets of gold
feeling only freezing cold
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A Dimming Mind
PoetryA preview of a few poems from A Dimming Mind poetry collection. - I've pondered various ways to describe this book, but none felt right. It's not your conventional book-it's a collection of memories, my memories gathered over the years. The first po...
To sleep alone
Just to be born anew
sleep takes
and gives back to you
all past selves
dead
just for one to grow
and then wither alone
under sheets of gold
feeling only freezing cold
