Here I am
Awake in the dead of night
Afraid to close my eyes
I can weep
A lullabye to help me get myself to sleep
Take these nightmares away from me
Get these racing thoughts to leave
Exhaustion is unresponsive
Guilt is having a midnight snack
And I'm feeling like an insomniac
Swallow down the medication
It's sure to help me feel well rested
Slip in some morphine
Make me drowsy
Keep what you can't give me
A song or a story?
A way to warm me?
Fatigue is being my worst enemy
I desperately want to give in
But I know of the bad things I'll have to relive
I'm either listening to the early birds singing
Or imagining a happy ending
Can you hear me breathing?
Is my heart still beating?
As I'm laying there
Gazing at the ceiling
Visualizing myself soaring
Reminiscing old memories
Wondering what happened to me
When you shut off the light
And close the door
There always seems to be a war
Tossing and turning in the silence
The monster under my bed is violent
This restlessness needs a cure
I won't be any better in a morgue
What have I come for?
I can't remember anymore
The ghosts that haunt my bedroom
Speak in soft whispers
Winter nights have never looked bitter
My prayer echoes
A little light creates dancing shadows
I ponder what tomorrow holds
The same day over and over
The doctor increases the prescription
Leave the pills on the counter
I need it to hurry and kick in
I think I can hear the wind
Anything to put me to sleep
Oh, God, how I want to sleep
But I don't want to dream
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Medicine
PoetryCutting open my heart to pour out how I feel. It comes down in floods of blood as words scatter on the floor in a jumbled mess or a pathetic attempt to explain my feelings. A book filled with all of my poetry. Enjoy the somewhat dark and somewhat li...
