1.
Cold Shivers engulf
A radiating dread
The lathargic numbness
creeping
engulfing
My soul
My being
How long can I endure?
How long?
This.
Or even should
Why do I allow
Another...
Why!
To steal my sanctuary,
My sanity
And slowly erode
My Joy?
My Life?
My Love?
In the name of
Emotional turmoil.
Cold Shivers
and silver butterflies
combine, entwine
In a Hug.
In a Kiss.
But,
What would I miss?
I quietly depart...
From all of this.
2.
Tick.... tick... tick...
Never a tock
ever unending this
unstoppable clock
alarm bells ringing
with them bringing
forth the light
heralding the dawn
of a new day.
Crawling...
Out of bed,
walking...
With a sort of dread
and evil anticipation
for the day.
A momentary pause
before,
running...
To and fro
always on the go,
at a pace that leaves one
breathless... helpless
to look around
the world rushes by
as time passes, as it flies...
As the years quickly fade
in to nothing but a shade
of a memory.
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