Three AM

Annie's Poetry

Darkness of the sky

Seems like night

But no silence visits

To rock gently

this bruised spirit

or to lull me

Into mystical dreams

Where reality becomes

something of another realm

and shame is forgotten

Fading into new perceptions

View original post

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

Categories

%d bloggers like this: