Lullaby

Tired of trying to find a smile, I settle on finding sleep.
Drifting away to the lullaby of clouds as they weep.
The trees knock at my windows but cannot reach me in my dreams.
Heart and mind reconcile, silencing my hidden screams.
The next morning is not guaranteed, but through my eyelids I see daylight.
I blink back the confusion from a distant, lonely night.
I lay crippled and cold with aching bones,
but He gives me a sign I am not alone.
Yellow protrudes from gray. A blanket of snow floats to the ground.
Wonder fills my sleepy eyes. Forgotten memories are found.
Ones of running and laughing then collapsing to find rest.
The white reflects a luminous glow that is mirrored within my chest.
I step outside into a familiar wind of a winter’s day.
A tattered yet determined passion inside me runs astray
touching the hearts of those trapped in shadows and setting upon me with the sun
for another night of deep thought where sleep is the only place to run.

Reviews

[struggles with buttons]

When I read this poem, I feel like you hide in your dreams. Which is so understandable, and relatable, and beautiful. The way you wrote about it lets me see from from the inside, what you do. I love that. I love when writers make you see from their point of view, instead of from the outside looking in. I want to know what you feel, and you did a magnificent job of that for me. Thank you.

[Kaylee]

Aww, that means so much! I try to be as real and personal as possible in my poetry. Thanks for the feedback.

[Brielle Cartny]

Sleep is so useful to get away sometimes!!

[Kaylee]

Yes it is!

[Bumble]

"A tattered yet determined passion inside me runs astray
touching the hearts of those trapped in shadows and setting upon me with the sun
for another night of deep thought where sleep is the only place to run."

I have no idea why, but these lines just gets to me. In a good way! This is a lovely poem!

[Kaylee]

Thanks for the feedback! :)

[Chuckie Feuder]

This is fabulous!

[Chassediable]

I enjoyed this, to me nighttime just means being alone with my mind running rampant, hardly ever a good thing. I like the comparison of what rest used to be to what it is now.

[Kaylee]

Thank you. Me too. I wrote this because the only way to escape thoughts is to sleep, and thoughts can get the best of us sometimes!