Ignoring the things that cause heartache
The busying of one's hands to produce something--
ANYTHING to leave a mark on this world
to be recalled and applauded
But am frequently assaulted
by the thought of you
Waking up in mid REM
Push you out- you walk back in
No Lover-- No Friend
Awake to pray
'Amen' we say
To close one's eyes
Ignoring tears cried
Fall asleep, but not too deep
Enough to be trapped between who you were
And who you are
Awake and unbothered, I am
But sleeping tight all night is unreasonable
For everytime I close my eye
I am assualted by your image