These broken moments of my day
captured in collage
have surmounted in my brain
as dreams while I've sawn logs
They've shown intensity of depth
from feelings I've withheld
and spoken shortness into breath
where my heart in secret delved.
These mostly unknown parts of me
paint messes in my sleep;
they're causing me to lose my mind
and bringing me to weep.
Oh pictures of my deepest soul
I beg you take a break
and leave me to a thoughtless sleep
so I'll not pain to wake.
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