Asleep at the pen The world outside is a chorus of muffled voices Throwing pebbles at my window Unconscious mind swerving in and out of lines Awake dream detective scribbles drunken ink confessions Sleep deprived glutton for depression A caution tape commotion for, My broken heart bravado Pill, Water, Swish, Swallow Simple sorrows warp me back to all my past tomorrows Humans replaced by hollowed husks Staring and sipping emptiness from a chalice Delusional desperado, mounted on malice His six-gun guitar strums, Self-inflicted bullet wounds
You write letters with your broken pen after waking up from a dream undisturbed, among peonies soaked in water your feet rest against the sand that once kissed the moon and the stars write back to you transcripts of our conversations, like fragrance, they leave a trail in the wind and we remember them on those odd nights of wakeful dreaming
I lay dormant Subdued but in whole I manage my being in stasis At peace, I am cradled by the light The long and gentle fingers nestled into the ether A lengthy slumber is ahead of me What comfort may it bring?
All the things I would tell you, if you were awake Things I would do The things I would confess I would tell you of my heart and how it aches I would share my mind and ask of yours I would take a trip into your complex arena I would ask how it functions And dwell in its sanctuary The things I would dream in watching you Showing my desire If you were aware, I would give you myself I yearn for your embrace The touch of your soul into my care If you were awake, I would tell this all
The stillness of dark night surrounds me swallowing the light suspending animation sinisterly whispering stealing my breath stifling me
and I wonder how long will it be still night.
So many "s" words! I do love when it makes sense to focus on something like that. Spent a couple days running to my notebook to write down another one. But not too many "s" words at one time. And I loved the opening peaceful still night, to the ending, how long will this night go on? lol. Oh the joys of insomnia.
I miss you all hours of the day More throughout long nights Curled up next to somebody else It just doesn't feel right I lie awake for an eternity Memories in my head Wishing it was me there with you Instead of her beside you in bed When finally my mind drifts off Expecting sleep to bring relief It is a blessing and a curse You always haunt my dreams
I saw a balloon circling overhead when I awoke Where am I? What is this? Where are my hands? I gasped in a breath, deep flow That mixed into my belly And melted to my soul Tight and tense It battled with the shadows In my heart that had settled Till I doubled over in agony with a deep, steam scream Out like a kettle And I felt for once In such a while The pain begin to ***** Down my spine, Up my neck And into my fingertips