I've been loosing sleep lately.
Under blankets
and besides warming christmas lights
my heart feels cold.
I can not stand the silence
that is surrounding me
because the voices
are not telling me dreams
but nightmares.
I am scared
to close my tired eyes
because every morning
when I open them again
my soul gets darker.
Until day and night collide.
Until there is no difference
between staying awake and being asleep.
YOU ARE READING
Wondering
PoetryThis may be burning, crashing or hurting. But these are my words. This is me.
