DistraughtA Poem by kenn comoLate night thoughts
In the darkness of night,
glassy eyes seek everything surrounding. Seeking something more Longing to feel something more Expecting something more. Continue seeking and become mixed up in your psyche You're supposing excessively Senses heightened; basically in that dim, desolate, some portion of the night. In the stillness of the night is the place our faculties, sentiments, musings, thoughts are nearly appearing to be intensified. For what reason are sensations solid just in the stillness of the night? I know myself more at night. © 2019 kenn como |
Authorkenn comoSulphur, LAAboutJust writing for the fun of it...don’t judge pls...I’m not all that great more..Writing
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