1Hours past and still my
Eyes won't rest. This is a
Reoccurrence of every
Night. I listen to the quiet
Hum of your breathing, trying to
Calm my self into the nothingness
That we call sleep, into the quiet
Dark peace that has been
Disturbed in my wake. The
Nightmares that lurk in the
Shadows of my mind prolong my
Slumber. There is so much
Bloodshed, so many battles.
I see everything I have never
Wished to see. I see the evil, the
Danger, the cold nothingness I feel.
All good things have flown out
The window, running from the
Hauntings. And I am left to fight
For myself, alone.
I turn on my side and watch your
Calm surrender in the nothingness.
Your eyes lay shut, your body unmoving
Except the rise and fall of your chest. Your
Arm lies limp across your bare belly while
The other is against your side. There is a
Small, heavenly smile cast upon your lips.
I spend most of the night, watching you and
Terrified to follow in your steps. Sleep beckons
To me, but I will not answer.
Instead I lift myself, with hush, from the
Bed. While walking across the room I do
Not look back to see if you have awoken, if
I have disturbed your peace. I am not
One who is willing for sleep, very
Much unlike you. Thinking envious
Thoughts I sit in the chair next to the
Large window, staring into the black and
Blue night, small glimmers of hope
Shining in the sky. I will sit here until the
Dawn, listening, waiting, watching.
You are the only thing that keeps me from
Ridding my sanity, but you are my reason
For denial. Together we make such a
Wonderful contradiction.
For Brittany. Although, not the Birthday present I had in mind... :) Happy belated Brithday!
A/N: This was not meant to be a sad and depressing poem. It's just about a woman who worries much more than she should, and it keeps her up at night. I have many more poems coming your way, folks. About five, at least, but trying to write all of them at once is a tad confusing. Obviously I can only write when inspired. And today, during first period, while wathcing a video about the Swine Flu (wow...), I was inspired. Definitely not by the video. This poem came from deep within. Hehe. :)
Have a happy Thursday!