Poem – Full From the Emptiness

I seem to like the theme of sleep. This poem is about the feeling before you fall asleep.

 

Full from the Emptiness

The haze envelopes me and swallows me whole
My mind drifts through the sea of endless nothingness
And I sit staring and watching my thoughts float away from my fingertips

I hear a soft voice cry out,

And I turn to see where it is coming from
Nothing is there
Just the emptiness of promises and lost time

I turn back and sink back into my numbness,

And watch as my mind slip into slow motion

The soft voice cries out again
And I realize it is my pillow
“Come to me” it whispers
And who am I to disobey

I place my head upon it and cover it with curls
My eyes close and I slowly fade away