Treasure Island

RoseAnn V. Shawiak

(October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

Sleepless Meanings


Walking nowhere, scuffling along lanes of despair, crying into chalices of remorse, not seeing clearly.
A heavy mist clouds my sight, yet feelings are intensified by saddened recollections of yesterday's memories.
Touching areas hurting within, absorbing the pain with my mind and heart, falling heavily into past moments, alone and forsaken.
Reaching for hands that never reach out to save me from an interior abandonment in hellish nightmares.
Curling like a kitten on a cold, winter's night, falling into an abyss of sleepless meanings.

Submitted: Monday, September 30, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, October 02, 2013
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