Often
I sit by myself
Alone
And the darkness is there
My mind is alive with color
The thoughts surround me
There is sound and lights
Yet at the same time nothing but darkness
Into the night, I drink it in
Great slurping gulps of it
Thinking and wondering and marveling
Tendrils of aspirations that reach out
Keeping my eyes open
My brain is dancing on the ceiling
I don’t want to sleep
I dream better when I’m awake.
Nighttime
Into the night, I drink it in
Great slurping gulps of it
Thinking and wondering and marveling
Tendrils of aspirations that reach out
Keeping my eyes open
My brain is dancing on the ceiling
I don’t want to sleep
I dream better when I’m awake.
-DANICA M.
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