Darkness
Late at night and I’m frightened to sleep. Frightened for reasons I can’t define. Frightened despite the fact I have to get up early to see the doctor. Frightened in spite of logic, reason, maturity, or simple facts.
I can’t sleep. I can’t wake up. I walk like I’m treading paper thin ice on a wing and a prayer.
What am I doing? Why can’t I stop?
Lily
I can’t sleep. I can’t wake up. I walk like I’m treading paper thin ice on a wing and a prayer.
What am I doing? Why can’t I stop?
Lily
posted by Cala Lily at Thursday, December 07, 2006
4 Comments:
Uh...happy Pearl Harbor Day? I suck at reassurance.Sorry.
I'm sometimes frightned of goblins.
You know...cause they are green...and...have, warts...and stuff. ;)
Steve~
thinking of you. i know the feeling ... of being frightening to sleep.
fear knows no logic or reason or facts or maturity. fear knows only fear. and it lurks in the darkest corners of the heart.
i have no answers, only more confusion to throw onto the pile.
roxanne
Slaying our personal dragons is a noble endeavor, but can at times be a costly one...wishing you well lily.
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