Visitors
They creep into my room at night
Shivering and slithering
They crawl into my mind at night
Arguing and bickering
They sink into my flesh, a mite
Wandering and floundering
They start to speak when I just might
Wondering and hollering
They try to stop me, "It's alright"
"No more thoughts, now just night"
They tip my head back from the light
"Close your eyes, my dear, sleep tight."
Posted May 5, 2017, 3:31 AM UTC
Love the strict stanzas.
It's evocative, but I'm left wondering as to the nature of these visitors. A bit unfulflilling?
Thank you for the feedback! I replied elsewhere regarding the ambiguity