Saturday, February 25, 2012

Just a Figment of Your Imagination







Anxiety strikes like midnight, I hate that dark cloud that visits every night like the ghost you can’t sage away. The familiar feeling of your heart being held hostage in your chest, you’d pay anything to have it back. The world sleeps as I toss through the witching hours. These shadow creatures come out to play house in my mind, coloring my memories black until I finally closes my eyes and let them slip away.


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