Byss & Abyss

Sleepless and struggling to pry apart the memories you try. So hard to hide from the light over this long, lonely night. Thoughts linger on like a rash, like a slow motion car crash. They clutter like moths to a flame, singeing your angular frame. Like clouds and the stars here from sight. Feeling adventurous you might Float free at dizzying heights. Nothing can reach you at night.