Uilliam Poem by Spanner Thegob

Uilliam
I lost my place in the world And Lately
I am more afraid of sleep than dying.
There is no one left to wipe the tears
From All seeing eyes.
blinded by heartbreak.
My never still mind cannot abide the silence.
my ever-aching heart rages
but my restless spirit Tells me its ok to heal.
In the Darkness walls whisper 'Life is cruel',
and don't I know it.
The world turned,
everything
and everyone moves on.
Except me!




'So, if you are too tired to speak, sit next to me for I, too, am fluent in silence.'
~ R. Arnold
{Liam is a short form of the Irish name Uilliam }