Monday, June 23, 2008

Thoughts

Thoughts that crowd my every space
Creeping in they've found their place
Nestled in they've sealed their doom
So pungently it fills the room

Never to escape from this
Reality ceases to truly exist
Life it seems won't let it be
While through my eyes I clearly see

The clock it continues ticking on
As heartache sings a joyless song
The sun it shines penetrating so deep
Beckoning my soul from this restless sleep