My Little World

My silhouette dances around the walls
beneath the soft tea lights spread around the room
I sit on my bed alone feeling evanescent
I watch the trees outside
golden to grey as they fade into the dusk

My mind wanders as i toss in my worn sheets
my wooden bed aches and moans with every turn
my world feels like a snow globe being shook

The candles flicker rapidly in unison with my mind,
racing with unfinished thoughts, thoughts that
never seem to tire. They want so much attention from me
Will they ever leave me be?

Fall asleep please so i can escape from this solemn
world and leave behind my ever so dwindling hope
so the cooing doves outside my window
will fade into my dreams

my eye lids heavy with the thought of another day
the same as the rest.
The clock is ticking above my head in its monotone song
as i wait. I will wait until the end of time.
For time does not exist to me... anymore

My dreams remain hovered above my head
as far as the ceiling will allow them go
the stars are beginning to come out about now
I will sit in my little world and wait ....
waiting until the morning comes again...
again in my little world i will wait.