The whispering that hums in my mind,
My thoughts are too complex, I find.
So I just sleep to ease the nerves.
They creep on me and I don't deserve,
The waves that tear at,
And shower darkness within me.
And though you know I am scared of ghosts,
Know I am sick when I seek refuge in the night,
With them so I cannot hear you.
I've died too many times, I say,
I fear I won't wake up today.
Cover my ears and block out the noise,
That causes me to shudder, I detest,
The shadows you cast is where I rest,
I cannot be numb,
I'm drawn by your voice,
There is still so much I see,
The weakness that eats at me.
I've lost the promises I couldn't keep,
Regretful thinking that's instilled, too deep,
that rips at my wounds,
It endlessly seeps,
Through the ivory bed sheets,
Where I try to sleep,
And I cannot run from myself.
Instead I continue to fall into,
the complexity of my thoughts.
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Well, this was a pretty short one, but I feel like I am seeing a theme here with my latest update, hmmm, interesting. Hope you enjoy it and have a wonderful spring break vacation!
+Willie-Wright (a.k.a Natallie)
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My Life Is A Circus
PoetryWelcome to the circus, behind this curtain is the exploration through the thoughts of a girl's mind by passing through heartbreak, happiness, depression, and all misunderstandings that apply to everyone who has questions and curiosities.
