Poems from eriannahill
My bear is with me nightly, as i fall into smooth slumber.
Sometimes i dream, most times i don't, but its there through it all,
Its there...
I sit here, alone.
Eyes set to the ceiling;
thinking, too much. not enough.
Clock ticks, sand grains fall. slowly, fast, whatever.
Sleep...
I'm piecing a puzzle, but i cant seem to finish it.
I mean, its finished, but its not;
its all there, yet something's missing;
like, the...
The cup is empty, so i fill it;
to the brim, to the top, on the verge of overflow;
As full as possible, yet still room for more;
almost...
Its the light at the end of the tunnel,
the weight off of my shoulders,
it says what couldn't be spoken.
Its the opening of a cage,
the...