Awakened Sleep. By themischievousannaMay 15, 2016 The paranoia in the room Is all it takes And all I make To come to my own doom. Advertisements Share this:Share on TumblrTweetMoreEmailPrintPocketLike this:Like Loading... Categories: Art, WritingTags: art, drawing, emotions, fiction&poetry, History, poems, poetry, writing Related Articles Perpetual Rigor. By themischievousanna3 days ago Snot Out. By themischievousanna1 month ago Smiling at my bruise. By themischievousanna1 month ago Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google+ account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email.