Sleepless nights - the droning of fans spitting in my ears
Lights down low and the night sky slowing ongoing thoughts
Flickering candles with sputtering flames stacked in tiers
Dying along the wicks, following the troubling pots
Moon, stars, and clouds are my eyes clothing me in mild fears
Coyotes howl, whine, and quarrel with shattered gunshots
Searching my mind for the key to close the door for years
Blankets and pillows twist, while heads turn and stomachs knot
Dreams bleeding into nightmares where monsters smile with sneers
Dragons hoarding crystals, and jewels, and gold worth jackpots
Scenarios envisioned of love and paradise clears
Wonders imagined - memories, waking apricots
YOU ARE READING
The Sun Will See Me Again
PoetryOne poem; it was written for school and based on my own experiences with sleep and dreams. Thank you for reading!!!!!
