Laying on a pillow
Full of broken dreams
And wishful thinking
Clutching the last hope
Of a peaceful memory
Hot tears shed from sorrow filled eyes
An unspoken friend held close to her side
Eyes pleading for someway to help
What will become of the dreamer
When she wakes?
Nightmares abound in the dimensional mind
No escape
No peace
Pain shrouded the way to freedom
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Musings of an Anxious Mind
PoetryA small book made up of poetry I've written throughout the years ~ 20+ years ~ I'll be adding them as I find them, since I didn't get them all typed up like I'd wanted, and I'm being lazy about getting them up as I keep bouncing from project to pro...
