Quietly moving
so not to disturb who sleep
within the warmth,
Sleep does not befall upon one,
Only trouble thoughts of sound
keep company.
rememberance does only the
silent bring
For the night chill is the blanket of one alone.
Wordman21
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just different
Quietly moving
so not to disturb who sleep
within the warmth,
Sleep does not befall upon one,
Only trouble thoughts of sound
keep company.
rememberance does only the
silent bring
For the night chill is the blanket of one alone.
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My voice has returned, my voice is no longer silent..
Sometimes lately, I walk outside and stand there in the chill of the day.. my mind wonders, races, ponders and screams thoughts of why I am in the position I am in, why have I lost everything that I fought so hard to hold onto. Why am I asking, I should not question he who has decided to place me on this path, this road of emptiness, this road to a new start, a possible new beginning, or a possible road showing me my mistakes to repentance.
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