I Can Speak To This
I had things to say tonight. But I can’t find the words and I cannot find sleep. Again. I wanted to have a really special post ready to go in the morning, but all I could think of was this… Hello, darkness, my old friend I’ve come to talk with you again Because a vision softly creeping Left its seeds while I was sleeping And the vision that was planted in my brain Still remains Within the sound of silence Hello darkness. …and why is the sound of silence so loud? Something in me is unsettled. I’m sleepless and … Continue reading