Maybe it's from lack of sleep
That I feel like I'm slipping away
Tears streaming down to my feet
Will soon flood where my mind stays
Hearts pulsing ripples make
Pushing me further in it's wake
The shore I can hardly see
Distance growing longer
One blink is all that's left of me
Soon fading dreams will belong
Back in the place of never was
Leaving the mind to wonder
If it was real or just a buzz
From all the wines blunders.
excellent piece, dee! i get some of my story ideas when i can't sleep; but it's mainly due to my arthritis pain. i wake up more than i used to, now that i am getting older. good write here! love, your friend, karen lynn. (((HUGS))) :)
(Richard M. Feldman) Ever since I was a young boy, the only thing I wanted to be was a cowboy. I wanted to own and work on a real ranch, with cattle and horses. Especially horses.
While I never became a cowboy, considering everything I have done
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John
I have some sleepless thoughts too
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Tinka
In christ's Love
~Michelle~
You have captured this feeling perfectly! I am with Bill, I love that line, and I agree with what he said!
Beautiful Work!
Hugs,
Maria