Rest
27 December, 2003
author: Rebecca Ditch-Hammack (aka Dreamer)
I sit and wait for the morning
Till my eyes can feel the heaviness
Till sleep invades my mind
Yet it seems never to come
I feel as if I am fighting the daylight
Wishing to not see the sun
That I be bothered
By its intrusions of light
In the silence of the darkness
I am allowed the peace
Uninterrupted I am allowed to think
To exist only for me
Or is it just a childish game I play
Refusing to give in to the sleep I need
Rebelling against that which I desire most
Rest for my weary soul
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| sara (207.93.211.50) -- Friday, January 30 2004, 07:55 pm I think that was the best poem ever |
| sara (207.93.211.50) -- Saturday, January 31 2004, 07:55 pm I think that was the best poem ever |
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