It’s two am when I sink deepest into bed. Toss and turn as my thoughts swirl and leave me teetering. I should be sleeping. But instead I spend time worrying. The quiet night calms me at first. But when the silence doesn’t hold, my thoughts get loud. Too loud. I get my loneliest at 2AM.... Continue Reading →
Grab your attention. Grab your hand. Pay attention. Keep your eyes on me. Don't let out of your sight. I'm afraid I'll be nothing but a fleeting memory. I'm fading away. Unseen. If my presence doesn’t stick with you. Then I’ll vanish entirely. Header Photo Credit to Pexelshttps://www.pexels.com/photo/double-exposure-polaroid-photo-of-a-man-and-field-13752539/
Allen The Writer 