Thursday, March 7, 2013

Wide Awake

It's 2 am I can't sleep.  I am terrified.
The dreams keep swirling around my head.
Will I? Won't I?
Is my doctor paying attention to me?
How much longer will this take?
Will I feel again?

What if I ran away? Is it possible to start over?
Will I find meaning?

Why me?


... Moments of weakness creeping up on me. So lonely and yet I put on a good show.

I am looking for something to cling to. I am holding my heart, but it keeps slipping away.

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