Insomnia
By PHATwriter
everynight at my pillow drenhced in tears i think about people people and fears i wonder whos talking and sleeping like me i wonder who drinking or trying to see to see the moonlight and the dawning sun fight over the sky so as this fight continues, i wonder where i am , thinking about memories and where we all stand the sun creeps in after his victory shining on my face, "go away" i shout "and leave me be" this withered garden i call a mind is shorter now then rain or time time to wake for a day a day of happines u ask? no not quite, a day of mothers milk and quiet rest of cartoons and toys girls and boys of many naps and fathers laps another night awaits another night of pondering looking through my cage, through the cracks Written February 12th, 2002 © on Feb 12 2002 01:47 PM PST 0 • 14
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"everynight at my pillow drenhced in tears..."