Post by foreveralone on Oct 17, 2012 22:56:03 GMT -5
It's distant, dull, then resurfaces in an instant.
It's quiet, ebbing, before the thunder and lightning begins.
And when you wake, out of breath, out of mind, out of control,
It's gone, so far from reach and yet closer than ever.
Senses fail, the mind is confounded, what is there?
In a jolt the nothingness bursts open, crushing, encasing you, paralyzing,
Until morning, when it's all gone, subsided into hiding,
Ever waiting, for your mind to wander.. to make it's unsolicited return...
It's quiet, ebbing, before the thunder and lightning begins.
And when you wake, out of breath, out of mind, out of control,
It's gone, so far from reach and yet closer than ever.
Senses fail, the mind is confounded, what is there?
In a jolt the nothingness bursts open, crushing, encasing you, paralyzing,
Until morning, when it's all gone, subsided into hiding,
Ever waiting, for your mind to wander.. to make it's unsolicited return...
