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Drifting thoughts
I sit.
Drumming my fingers away.
Allowing my thoughts to drift.
Thinking back upon memories.
Those of which torment me in the dead of night.
I slam my fist upon the table.
Trying to wipe my thoughts clear of those memories.
Yet they remain.
Drifting about within my mind.
Surfacing the next night to greet me once more.
Drumming my fingers away.
Allowing my thoughts to drift.
Thinking back upon memories.
Those of which torment me in the dead of night.
I slam my fist upon the table.
Trying to wipe my thoughts clear of those memories.
Yet they remain.
Drifting about within my mind.
Surfacing the next night to greet me once more.
Published 6th Aug 2017
| Edited 17th Sep 2020
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6th Aug 2017 11:25pm
Drifting thoughts have a mind of their own, uncontrolled and reoccurring, almost like we invite them back in.. I enjoyed this write, nicely done! :)
- Fairy
- Fairy
7th Aug 2017 5:16am
7th Aug 2017 5:23am
I have those thoughts most days welcome to DUP and thank you for the write I enjoyed it 😊
7th Aug 2017 5:26am
Thanks. The thoughts will never truly disappear, but rather float around waiting for their next chance.
7th Aug 2017 5:31am
Your welcome and yes they never go away, yes that they do well most of the time when you don't need it 😊
