Empty Rooms

tortured soul
crying
weeping
lie down
to sleep.
bruised
purple
bleeding
seeping
from
my soul
no keeping.
white light
blinding
in the
empty rooms.
the wind
screams
your name
screaming
shrieking
beneath
a full moon.
can’t stop
brain
from
leaking
until
I go
insane.

9 thoughts on “Empty Rooms”

      1. Oh I know those chaotic moments well. You stay safe too. You live in a wonderful part of the world. We pray that this scourge goes quickly. Take care.

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