Hold Me.
Come drug of sleep,
drop, heavy cloak of woolly mind that dulls clear thought
Hold me tightly.
Drowse my downbeat heart
and drown to calm the anxious weight of former hours.
Come chains of stupor,
let mood remain sans chill of knowing love can never be.
Night swallow me.
Let me browse on nought
and may an unassuming nothingness be my sole activity.
Come thick night
fall over me and hide my naked heart from further light.
Cover my ache
Dull me into unopposed
acceptance of crushed hope, make me hazy as I aquiesce.
Come half-closed eyes,
let sight not look again at joy's demise as dark holds sway.
Silence take me.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
Offline) - Published: January 10th, 2023 03:40
- Comment from author about the poem: The words seemed to write themselves after viewing the image --- -- sad but do hope you enjoy.
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Comments4
But I have just got up! lol.
Good write Fay.
I know I was early to rise this morn dear Orchi but thank you so much for your visit and read of my posting
Life can be so difficult and sometimes sleep is that needed rest from thjngs that hurt us . A sad but beautiful and interesting writing , Fay ))
Yes life has some challenges and sleep can help us to face them all a bit better my friend. Thank you for your engaging in-put to my post this morning Violet.
it is not hard to see or to understand where these words come from, nor to appreciate the beauty contained therein ........... x
You are a mind-reader par excellence dear Sire - --- always appreciated are your grasps of near truth - - -- thanking you muchly and more. ................x
I sometime have nights like this but normally sleep overcomes me as soon as my head hits the pillow.
Andy
So pleased you enjoyed the read dear Andy - - we all have those kind of nights sometimes I guess.
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