A Mind's Exorcism

Posted by Robert Anderson On Thursday, April 23, 2009 0 comments

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For once, I do wish in sleepiness lost
Within seldom embrace of such content
Not ever to see, nor feel what had sought
Through what I do so awfully admit

As droplets of me do fail in the depth
And restlessness overcomes all my time
It seems I’m consumed by all I had kept
For always behind the doors of my mind

And away throughout the hours I’ve known
By day after night and always within
‘Tis as these words do reflect me alone
With so many things I’ve yet to undim

Unwinding my thoughts, foreseeing my way
 As life does enter what I’ve yet to say

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