WHEN I GO TO SLEEP

When I go to sleep at night
I leave the TV set on
With electric shadows 
Flickering around the walls
Not because I fear the dark
Which is a friend of mine
But because silence is a threat 
To my drifting vulnerable mind
And the open wounds of old

Silence allows my ghosts 
To invade my imminent dreams
Some screaming in rage
As others whimper for love
Creating vivid nightmares
And drenching my very essence
So, when I go to sleep at night
I leave the TV set on

                                By Phil Roberts