Wednesday, 5 July 2017

Way Out

Your picture in my mind's eye
I see you reaching out and calling
Waiting weighing heavily
In my sleep I'm falling falling

Fevered twitching night bewitching
Drenched in fire perspiring
Confused in panic frenzies
Midnight patterns dark conspiring

Your voice is faint I'm listening
Is there news I need to know
The air is filled with energy
A thunder storm about to blow

Locked inside my cryptic maze
A misplaced memory is the key
Something cut my tracer cord
No other way out I can see

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