Me.
Delayed Dreaming.
Tuesday, September 4, 2007
Tired are my shoulders, restless as can be
Relentless are my thoughts, furious like the stormy sea
Eyes wide open, the shadows start to stalk
Ears sensitive, the walls begin to talk
Cool is the air, yet heat is all I bear to feel
Moonless is the sky, begging me to yield
That this bed should show me comfort, a place for me to heal
Yet painful are the nights, a lone tree in an empty field
Deliver me from this absence
- A. Dewind -
Can't sleep. Opened up my browser and just typed this out as the words came to me. As a typical Malaysian would say: "No work?"
Haha. Yea, no work.
Eyes wide open, the shadows start to stalk
Ears sensitive, the walls begin to talk
Cool is the air, yet heat is all I bear to feel
Moonless is the sky, begging me to yield
That this bed should show me comfort, a place for me to heal
Yet painful are the nights, a lone tree in an empty field
Deliver me from this absence
- A. Dewind -
Can't sleep. Opened up my browser and just typed this out as the words came to me. As a typical Malaysian would say: "No work?"
Haha. Yea, no work.
Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 11:20 PM
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Memang takde kerja :P