Poetry by Farah Lawal Harris


*Written June 25, 2008*

i’m weary of sleep
something about it scares me
cuz when i’m awake,
i can change where my thoughts go,
but when i’m asleep,
they roam free, haunt me, and push me in corners
i don’t want to go in
and the only escape
is to be awake, but by then it’s too late
because those thoughts have managed to permeate my day.
my head throbs, my eyes burn,
and i dread going to sleep again
with the fear that those images will return.


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