Confined To The Limits Of My Memory

Poem By Vishal Sharma

Confined to the limits of my memory -
In the absence of light,
With the fear of being lost forever,
Are the dreams I've dreamt at night.
To my withered recollection,
At least whats legibly left;
The fear to lay my head at night
Has corrupted the hours I've slept.
As a child, my heavy eyes were open,
In defence of my tired, weary mind -
Guarding form thoughts and horrors
imagined,
In darkness without contemplation of
time.
As I've grown so too has the damning
fear -
Trying to rid my mind of light,
Until the sandman catches me up
And I lose the nightly battle I fight.

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