Monday, December 13, 2010

Sleepwalking

I lay in bed
drifting in and out of sleep,
I know I'm not dead,
but I feel so weak.
Send me your thoughts,
I'll send you mine,
I see your plots,
they run through your mind.
Sleepwalking, sleepwalking
lonely I fall,
desperate I cling
to the bare and dirty wall.
Wake me from my dreams,
the ones that chase me,
berating me as I scream,
please let me be.