I flip my pillow
To get the cold side
I begin to close my eyes
A shiver runs down my spine
Everything is silent
Except the noise
At the end of my bed
Darkness is there
That is what's said
It tries to talk
It's voice is deep
But I begin to sleep
Meanwhile it's there everyday
I'm hoping one night
It will take me away
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Book Of Thoughts
PoetryPoems that give off very deep feelings, made from one person that has the ability to show what they're feeling or thinking of. But can also help others express what they may be going through.
