Fay Slimm.

Take Me.

 

 

Take Me.


Oh Sleep, blesséd eraser
of anything
painful, hard or serrated,
you smoother
of all things feeling rough,
cover me over
in enough soothing cream
to remind me
that troubles can melt into
dreams, for
lightning found and hit me
tonight like
a frightful assassin, attack
from behind
stabbed me in my back now
to my knees,
shiveringly near to fear and
despair it
has produced an ill-at-ease.


Sleep, be my
ally, please lie with me until
day, embrace me
in hazy unconscious relief
then release
me when more able to fight.


Right now I
am tired, such sad news has
confused freedom
of thought, faith abused, now
I need time
for re-alignment,  so sink me
Sleep into your
blankness, reduce my anxiety
douse the fire
of resentment, relax my intent
for revenge,
and Sleep cease this resort to 
insomnia,
keep me near I ask until I see 
what is the
wisest to do, sail by me a raft
of lullabies.

 

Oh Morpheus I know the way
to your land
awaits so take my hand, then
float me away.
Sleep please take me and stay
until day.