Love lies

My silent anxieties

Torture my head

While my love for you

Lies fresh in her bed.

Caught up in a room

Where light lowers its eyes

Dares not raise its head

For fear of demise.

Creatures are preying

On my myriad thoughts

So easy to choose one

To drive it distraught.

Let go of the needless

An emotional effect

A pinprick, a needle

Leaves me all wrecked.

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