The Sleep of the Innocent

about the night after your "first time"...

i toss and turn on a hard bed
sleep eludes me
demons cackle malevolently
but ghosts giggle
playing a game of hopscotch
pigeons on the roof sound like rain
i toss the cover off
and the monsters grunt
irritated
i turn over
and stare out the dewy window...
but the Moon is out of sight.
the bed is unrelenting as ever...
oh!-- how i do wish
to be freed from these listless nights
and be once again able
to sleep the sleep
of the innocent.

Reviews

[Raymond]

Shayla...really nice work here "demons cackle/ghosts giggle" was brilliant...I could probly list evey line as my favorite...and a great look inside the mind.

[Elizabeth Fiske]

Wow, this one is creepy! I love how it gave me the illusion of monsters and creatures doing activities all around the person in their sleep, and how the sleepless night is a metaphor for a broken life. Love it :)

[Andrea Vargas]

It touched me shayla, i can really relate to it! well done!

[Jake]

Late, sleepless nights are the plague of a true writer. ;) Brilliant piece, imaginative and well executed. Well done.

[Karina Anderson]

I'm relating, quite a lot actually. Sounds similar to my long nights.
Good flow and transition here. Very nice, hon. :]

[roy mccarthy]

great write,
i can def relate......
the sleep we have as innocent kids is something,
i am now pretty much an insomniac.....
i miss those young nights of vivid dreams and peaceful sleep!
wonderful poem!