ithinkofyoumybeautifulwife

Physically drain.
Emotionally exhausted.
Music could no longer,
touch my inner soul.
And when the arguments,
are pointless as useless.
With the random noise,
that surrounds me.
State of being nearly black out,
my sanity got on hold.
At the back of my mind...
I think of you.
Flashing,
the most glorious image...
Of beauty.
Wanting you...
Wanting you to come,
and soothe me.