Thursday, July 07, 2016

waking.

Waking,
The light creeps
Into the dark.
The room is silent,
My mind sullen.
In an instant,
Thoughts invade
What was a broken dream.
I chase the retreating sleep,
But,
It has gone
And has left me
With another day 

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