Only In Sleep (Poetry)
14th July 2013
I wish that I could weep —
let loose this dam of hurt that presses
hard against the floodgates of my heart.
I cry only in sleep
where my sobs are kept contained —
my quiet distresses
in the the domain of dreams
such rivers start.
Deep underground pain streams
and drowns me in those cold and lightless caves
in the dark alone — confused and half-ashamed
I’m choking back those screams
that might tell of madness — how the mind behaves
afraid that blood’s inherent weakness could
to some degree be blamed.
let loose this dam of hurt that presses
hard against the floodgates of my heart.
I cry only in sleep
where my sobs are kept contained —
my quiet distresses
in the the domain of dreams
such rivers start.
Deep underground pain streams
and drowns me in those cold and lightless caves
in the dark alone — confused and half-ashamed
I’m choking back those screams
that might tell of madness — how the mind behaves
afraid that blood’s inherent weakness could
to some degree be blamed.