More poem.
More poem. It's almost like a...chapter poem, that follows my moods.
In the quiet of the night
Sleeplessness and I
Dance a silent, vicious dance
Will I dream? Not a chance
'Fore dawn lights up the sky.
My day's been difficult and sad
Only habit keeps me going
I need some avenue of joy
For these fears I would alloy
And feel relief in knowing.
This burning desire drives me
Wanting this, unnatural.
How I stand to bear this hope
When it's clear I cannot cope,
Feeling this, irrational.
Not aware of the world around
Curled, unblinking, in my bed
Feeling a face all wet with tears
Nursing that knot of anxious fears
Anguished thoughts inside my head.
In the quiet of the night
Lost upon that sleepless sea
Nothing there is what it seems
I futilely await my dreams
And the release they grant to me.
In the quiet of the night
Sleeplessness and I
Dance a silent, vicious dance
Will I dream? Not a chance
'Fore dawn lights up the sky.
My day's been difficult and sad
Only habit keeps me going
I need some avenue of joy
For these fears I would alloy
And feel relief in knowing.
This burning desire drives me
Wanting this, unnatural.
How I stand to bear this hope
When it's clear I cannot cope,
Feeling this, irrational.
Not aware of the world around
Curled, unblinking, in my bed
Feeling a face all wet with tears
Nursing that knot of anxious fears
Anguished thoughts inside my head.
In the quiet of the night
Lost upon that sleepless sea
Nothing there is what it seems
I futilely await my dreams
And the release they grant to me.