September 8, 2015


Tired but cannot sleep
scrambled thoughts invade my mind
night becoming day

The past cannot stay
faster now, you run away
falling in the dark

The bell starts to peal
held suspended in our dreams
which one is real

Time elevates time
to sleep, a train whistles sleep
slumber into deep

Empty nights without dreams of you
Pain flies as I see your face in the clouds
Empty days when thoughts of you are blown away

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