Time of ReflectionA Poem by Willard WellsSleep deprivedLack of sleep, mind running amok, creating false thoughts, fears, along with anxiety.
Not to fear, I am aware of the demons that lurk in the corners of my mind.
Looking for weakness to separate me, from all sense of reality.
Riding waves of despair, avoiding the depression that is driven by fear. © 2016 Willard Wells |
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1 Review Added on July 5, 2016 Last Updated on July 5, 2016 AuthorWillard WellsSacramento, CAAboutPhotography and words are my activities to try and keep an over active mind under control. For the most part my pieces have been short since that's how I'm wired. I would like to write something longe.. more..Writing
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