Restless

by Charles Mathew Tyner III - Scorpio

Sleep comes to those deserving of rest...
I lie in darkness with my eyes closed just to see a fire that is brighter than the sun...
Eyes pierce the walls of my heart, but never see the flames within...
Never tormented, but solemnly tossed into a sea of complexity will my soul float along...
Maybe this lack of slumber is my punishment for the dreams I have that want to become memories.

Reason for writing:

    It wouldn't matter anyway...    

Birth sign: Scorpio
Date created: 2011-09-14 04:20:20
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:47:17
Poem ID: 72235

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