Insomnambulist

I’ve found the less I say,
The more I stay
Awake,
Afraid,
Or just away.

Some broken cog inside my head,
Scrawls each word left unsaid,
Heinously,
Haplessly,
And always too hastily.

I keep myself on alert these nights,
As though another hour just might
Release,
Ordain,
Explain.

About viewingcamelot

https://viewingcamelot.wordpress.com/ View all posts by viewingcamelot

Say Something

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: