in and out of weeks, and almost over a year
>> Tuesday, February 9, 2010
my thoughts are heavy with
shoulda coulda wouldas.
i don't know where they began
but more importantly,
i can't figure out where they'll end.
soon i hope.
tonight is quiet and my thoughts persist.
i lay here wishing for a storm to come.
rain hitting the roof with my room below
rumbling thunder rolling over this town
wrapping me up
tucking me in.
these thoughts full of worry
bombard my head
just as soon as it hits the pillow.
dreams peek through
but i don't want those either.
i just want sleep.
4 comments:
I know. Sleep just needs to be empty sometimes. Goneness.
that sounds nice, ditto with cuileann, I wish my mind would shut off sometimes or quite talking to i can sleep.
This is beautiful. I think rain on the roof and windowpanes is one of the best balms for grief.
i need to read your blog more often!!!! so many gems in here, you are an amazing thinker.
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