Forever To Me Poem by Wes Thompson

Forever To Me



for a moment
I am conscious
looking kind of restless
and diseased
wiping sleep and
weary dreams from weary eyes
on my knees now
I am wanting
the ticking clock is laughing
taunting
and it's only making it worse
never needing how to know

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