(on candystriped legs)* -the Sandman comes,
catch you while you're sleeping,bring you dreams of redrum
hum softly in your ear-fear, tears - sleep apnia,
lucidly,produce a vista that lingers long after ya,
wake,but wait which is the dream realm?
Once I get you on my list in time you're surely overwhelmed

By a state of Schizophrenia,daydream mania,
add a victim to the list of convoluted insomnia,
(searching out fear in the gathering gloom)
a potent presence appears to bring the prescience of doom

**The room shivers like Inception,but you've still no conception,
of the depth of the Abyss that blows softly with deceptions,
no exception to preception of the photo-reception,
mis - perception,misdirection,just a section of my weapons,
(be still,be calm,be quiet now,my precious toy),
The Sandman's here to rock you with a lullabye

I can only give dreams to others
and build them up as they sleep,
but soon it will all fade
by mornings call to wake.

The Sandman has gone out of business,
he says that he’s closing up shop.
Yeah, the Sandman is leaving us hanging,
he’s givin’ his clients the drop.

But the black market promises quality,
claims it’s made just the right stuff.
Got some back-alley dreams for the takin’,
well, if you can pay enough.

Now Grandma’s returned to the sixties,
she still rolls the best jays in town,
and I’ve entered the family business,
soon she’ll have to give up that crown.

Yeah, they call me the Sandman round these parts,
and I still haven’t slept worth a ****.
But if you need some dreams, for a reasonable fee
satisfaction is guaranteed.

I'm livid with you Sandman...
You tease and taunt too much...
You let me rest upon his heart
Then wake me with a ******...
Never enough dreaming
You only sprinkle sand...
An hour is mere seconds
You surely understand
And yet you show no sympathy
No slowing down with sleep
And so I'm meant to be satisfied
With blurred, fast forwards,
Of his heat....
No, no Sandman
It's not enough
I'm happy there, you see
I'd rather be in dreamland
Idealistic reality
Lost within his arms
Twisted in his sheets
Sighs, our only language
Never a need to sleep
Never a need to stifle
Emotions, wants, needs
Never a need to question
To watch the clock
To leave
And yet it always ends
And I wake to chirping birds
Never knowing such a hate
Hate, not a strong enough word
For I try so hard, with haste
To fall back into your world
But I'm lost without direction
Wrong turns and insecure
Sandman, I do loathe you..
Your work is 10%
Never am I impressed
I'm always longing for your best
Awake, awake
I'm done with you....
You bring me back to him!!!
Awake, my heart's without him
Weeks before I'm his...
Pray, take me there, I beg you...
I'll settle on blurred heat
Just lay me in his arms
His kiss and tongue, so sweet...
Pray take me there and leave me
A moment longer, please this time
Enough to wake and make it through
Till the next time he is mine.....
Till the next time in reality
I can trail chest with fingertips....
And lose myself upon the edge of dream
And....hmmm...
Wait Sandman, I apologize
I only saw it now
Reality is dreaming
Dreaming is the how....
For am I not dreaming
When in his arms I'm found,
drifting into sleep....
Softly snoring on his chest...
Oh my, my sweet sweet Sandman
You simply are the best....
Not only do you allow me dreams
You grant them whilst I'm awake
You let me relive memory
And that is why I wake
So that I may feel them really
So I may of them taste
So I may sleep most peacefully
I'm sorry I used hate...
Drift, I'm dowsing Sandman
Rambling through this weight
Of heavy lids and eyelashes
This sleep that calls,
He waits.......
And so I'm off because of you
Sweet sand envelope me
I realized, I thank you
Sweet slumber
All for me......

©MV

And so I put my heart to rest...
Nay, not softly upon his chest...
Nay, not lightly with smile or sigh..
Nay, in darkness, I here lie...
Eyes swollen, salted, red with tears...
Silent screams and muffled fears..
Sweet sisters,
Dying, darkness drenched...
Wishing, praying, but where is rest?
Lost upon new lover's thighs...
That is where my dear love lies..
That is where my heart does wander...
Lost within this treacherous ponder,
What did I do? Was it me?
Did he love me? Can it be?
Thought won't leave me, free me, Nay!
And so I sit waiting for day...
For bluelit sky and golden Sun...
For exhaustion to hit and
Sandman to come!

©MV

Between the lines of awake and asleep
In the haze that is wakeful slumber
After the darkness spreads,
but before the sandman arrives
I hear your name leave my lips

"A rose by another name , would still be just a rose " T. R .

Sleep my rose , your load so heavy .
Let the stars wash the pain from your memories .
Your battles fought bravely .
Let the soft black velvet of darkness hold you in her arms , sing ancient lullabies to you ,
soothe you with her charms .

Let the moon gaze upon you , softness in his glow.
He'll guard over you .
Said he just wanted you to know .

Let the Banshee's wail warn anyone that dwell upon evil deeds .
It's not lightly taken , best you turn around and flee .

Now then rose , your thorns  now protect thee .
And as stardust begins to fall , hush now little one for I hear the Sandman's . . . last call .

Dear Mr. Sandman,
Is it still too late
To go back in time
And save my soul?