and when the darkness comes

and when the darkness comes
I am restless
I cannot sleep
I want to reach out
but the darkness is coated in silence
there is no way to scream
so I wait in this nerving fog of unknowness
I detest this
I am so restless
where is the Light
where is the sound
I am drowning in my own self doubt.
Rescue me!!!

March 6th 2011
Vinohrady, Czech Republic

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