Sunday, October 28, 2001


By: Dalyn K. Roney

Turning pages of a book.
Watching shadows on the walls.
Hours stretching impossibly onward.
Stinging silence almost tangable.

Cleaning rooms and doing chores.
Restless with the pressing stress.
Constant exaughstion and missing times.
Idle hobbies of great importance.

Laying in bed awake. Thinking.
Dreamless nights of constant waking.
Painful tears which spring without reason.
Nagging doubts in self reflection.

Longing for safety, peace, isolation.
Coveting rest on an alter of rarety.
Hoping for solutions to worthless problems.
Perhaps I'll sleep tomorrow.

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