#insomnia


.... In my head a flickering of images pass behind my eyes..a warm amber glow from the  Spark in my skull that is not able to be extiguished it shines through  pictures  created of  incorrect cognitions...casting shapes and shadows....like a slide show of apprehension ...over and over... pushing through one scene while the next is waiting to surface ....thoughts that cant be quieted ..cant be  covered or drownout..things known...unknow..true or false not able to distinguish...to calm .. . i feel my way through the darkness and shadows to be blank... quiet... at peace.      

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