(Yet to have a name... Hence the quote as a title)
Darkness crept into the room... Slowly...
Barely recognised - until it was there.
Not noticed. Just there.
The atmosphere changes,
my joints begin to ache...
My eyes slowly grow heavier.
Moving clumsily.
Barely there.
Unrecognisable.
Only the body is there...
The rest is far away...
Everything moves so slowly... So slowly...
All alone... Yet the feeling of being watched -
never quite goes away.
3 comments:
Hm. Interesting. Decided to rewrite my previous comment, since I've just discovered where the quote comes from! Interesting, too, the choice of quote. We visited her grave (of all places) quite recently. Any phone-photos of it?
I think this suggests you are slowly going to sleep in the darkened room - and if this is so then you will have complete freedom to roam in your dreams.
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