Tuesday 19 August 2014

bedtime.

When the steady rhythms of the day 
Come to a halt in the darkness
Silence begins to seep into my mind
Like rising water in a sinking ship

Then the voices shout louder, louder 
Drowning the truth out
Echoing in emptiness
Repeating over and over and over

It's all your fault.
It's all your fault.

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