A Restless State

The subliminal stirrings arise from a darkness

While lying down in the deepest recess

Light becomes meaningless- from an unknown world they come

Long before darkness held the hand lead the way

Towards a lonely world, not fond of the tireless talking

Difficult being closer to a soul at during faint times

Busied with other unnecessary conversations

Forlorn love has the longest shadow over the dwelling

Wooing the darkness in the hope of a different pursuit

A false world takes over to speak of a dim reality


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