sleep disturbed



five in the morning
sleep is ever elusive
fall into my oblivion
into my precious sleep
dreams of people left behind
perhaps of things left undone
it all makes restlessness
an understatement
i'll fade away for a few hours
only to return
soaked in sweat
... i'm still here
but no one else is
could i sleep better ?
what would it take ?
someone else to fill this half empty bed ?
someone watching over me ?
well all i have
are some pills to knock me out


cmg

01/17/01



my abyss...
black notebook