Sleepless...

In need of a friend more than a luv'r...

At some point guards will fall to feel the way hearts come together...

As these are the kinda thoughts I have in the middle of the night...

When the goofball rests n the drift is caught up in the mind...

The silence talks of truths when alone...

Laid up in the empty of self being safe at home...

For a certain type is ways craved most of all...

Thinking of the emotional drought tucked within the darkness of the walls...

Hope lays as still as breaths afraid of pain...

Keeping the mind awake as if the ache wants to play its games. .

Wanting is not an option hidden away from sight...

Ready to face the end if it were to be self never feels the warmth of an others life...

As comfort tosses to settle in beneath the sheets...

At it again is the wonder of a friend unable to even appear in dreams...

Turning cool air into a chill for a body would be nice...

Missing the feel of the moment as sighs fly...