Put to Sleep

Noah

A matrix of memories trail away.
As I continue to sleep.
Walking on tattered thoughts,
Voices drift within and echo throughout.

Prolific moments descend from the ceiling.
Swinging in the breeze, growing their fruitful wrath.
Like a ripcord, the anchors yank me under.
Forever caught in a motionless fall.

Reining in this catacomb,
Terror and Beauty collide.
Resonating experiences unimaginable.
However, you'll miss it, if you get put to sleep. 

  • Author: Noah (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 8th, 2017 00:04
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 19
Get a free collection of Classic Poetry ↓

✔ Receive the ebook in seconds ✔ 50 poems from 50 different authors


Comments2

  • Seven

    Nice work.

    • Noah

      Thank you

    • Tony36

      Great write

      • Noah

        Thanks!

        • Tony36

          Welcome



        To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.