Horrid day dreams of an insomniac 2

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Cant sleep so I decided to write.

I'm trapt in this jail cell,

Just me....

Left with nothing as I tear at the air after my sanity that flees.

Its dark in here,

Its stiff and stale,

I search aimlessly for a clue,a sign written in braille.

My hands they grow numb,

I'm left with no tongue,

Abandoned in silence I lay in the corner like a rag that's been rung....

I'm trapt in this jail cell a feeling of dred,
locked in this prison that I call my own head...
 


Submitted: April 04, 2012

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