Tangled Thoughts and Blankets

Another night of the toss and thrash
for reasons I cannot swallow.
Accusations of my alleged misdeeds
echoed ’round my bed, this room,
my life, now left so hollow.
I couldn’t have been so callous
as to ignore the doleful stares and
angry glares stealing my sleep all night.
Were they merely the burned-in faces
of the sun my eyes projected,
after my apologies rejected,
and so gazed too long into its light?
And now dawn leaks over the sill
to fill the room with morning.
Another night lost, adding to the cost
of two lives I ruined without warning.

Advertisements

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