Monday, October 09, 2006

As I lay to rest

It's always at night
when all is quiet and peaceful.
Wrapped in a cloak of darkness
I try to lay and rest.
Your memory haunts me.
I cannot run and I dare not cry
And I know there's nothing I can do
You're a nightmare to me
the often recurring dream
stealing my only quiet place
my sleep, my dreams, my home.