Posted on March 15, 2006 by hitwoman.
Categories: to me who is concerned:.

eyes sealed shut with tears,
i faced the wall
stared at the wallpaper
lined with age
discolored
fluffy pillows between us
our scent lingering
so near yet galaxies away
clouds of sorrow sailing past
passing off as dreams
waking to sadness
facing tomorrows
of uncertainty and doubt