April 29, 2010
Just a little longer…
Sleep will take me.
Its tides will draw me in,
Willingly or not.

Darkness sets sail
And memories become my raft.
As long as I can sleep, I am free.
Free from the depths of uncertainty.

But now I’m drowning.
My only treasure has been taken.
Pillaged and plundered
What was golden is now tarnished.

More precious than jewels:
My sanity.

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