Thirst

Gilly

it’s in the attitude
of horizontal fatigue
and hours without sleep
transformed into daydreams
i found the predator of my sins
devouring the conversations of my thoughts
my thirst for exploring life
i swim in the deepest parts of my soul
shivers down my spine crush
a yawn of sleep on my face
i try to imagine what i feel
in the dazzling line of my emotions
all i do is run and hide-

©gilly20170319