T E N D E R N E S S

T E N D E R N E S S

 

In the stillness of the night, beneath a moon's gentle gaze,

Rest eludes me, as anxiety's tendrils slowly begin to raise.

In the quiet, my mind becomes a tempest of fears,

Whispers of doubt and worries, filling my ears.

 

Each toss and turn upon the bed, a futile attempt to find peace,

But the shadows dance mockingly, their taunts never cease.

Sensitivity, a burden I bear, like a weight upon my chest,

As thoughts swirl like a storm, leaving me unrest.

 

The darkness holds secrets, its depths unknown,

And in the silence, my anxieties have grown.

The ticking of the clock, a reminder of time slipping away,

As I yearn for the solace of sleep, to come and to stay.

 

But sleep remains a distant dream, an elusive prize,

As I navigate the labyrinth of my mind's cries.

And so, I lay awake, in the stillness of the night,

Haunted by the anxiety, that refuses to take flight.

 

by me

 

Gouache, charcoal and graphite pencils on canvas 50x50cm.

 

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