Sweet sleep..

Loosing something so special to you is like loosing yourself, your very soul and you slowly die within.

 

Perfection is what I aim
Yet fallen from grace is what I gained
Is this what it's all about
Or is there just to much strife?

I lay into myself
Basking in my inner being
Holding on for dear life
Stars come forth
Grasping. Tearing my eyes
Till nothing is seen
Just wetness greats me
Lying at my feet.

Oh how the mighty has fallen..

I lay huddled, my arms holding my form
Rocking back and forth
Words passing through lips of numbness
'It's okay', I hear them say
Over and over again
Mere words, yet not
For myself they sooth
Calm the pain held deep.

Gently I rock myself..
Till finally...

Sweet sleep..

Author's Note

Pic name:

Woman+With+Dead+Child.By Fellow artist Max Klinger

Reviews

[KATHY SUE SILLS]

This was a very powerful sad write! We sometimes can find comfort when we sleep if only not to get traped in nightmares! Excellent poem!

[Kelsie Eileen Stark]

Tragic & and beautiful!

[Tina Kline]

This is very tragic and painful. There is some relief in sleep. Very powerful and excellent poem. Very moving.

[Moflo]

I like the direction you took with this one. I like the inner monologue aspect, I think it really allows the reader to relate to the narrator's emotions. Great write!

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

This was great but eerie..
I only could hope that this poor soul
only found peace...but did not fail
to ever wake up.

[.]

sleep is the comfort when all around seems lost and stark..I always find comfort in my dreams..where the real world can't touch me..haunting words..

[E.H. Monroe]

our best friend, our only friend is us. Live alone and share your feelings, die alone adn share nothing and when it all goes to s**t who's there..just you.

Nicely done

[Kat24]

hi,
this is really good. Kat24

[Dream Weaver]

A picture paints a thousand words and yet your
words paint this picture with sadness and soul.
Truly profound Mags xx

[Arabdha]

and i like the picture too..very poignant..