In the Deep of Silent Night
In
the deep of silent night,
in the shadows that play across your face.
Dreams that toss and turn.
Memories burning within.
So deep within you can't remember.
Every night a haunting vision,
swirling hope and swirling light.
Doe of eye and light of touch,
an overwhelming sight to see.
Alone,
afraid,
despair.
Yearning for what you need to remember,
but you cannot.
A need, a powerful need,
enveloping you with its want.
Forgetfulness can bring ease,
a peaceful slumber.
What is real can be fake.
What is gone had never left.
What is here is not.
Confusing
words,
confusing lines.
Meaning ever changing,
here
one moment,
gone the next.
The sweet of sleep,
never to worry,
never to move.
No more wandering along the sand,
the secret hope for a hand.
No more talks by a fire,
a comforting voice above the thunder.
Nothing.
Nothing can bring them back.
They don't exist.
Things that never happened don't exist.
A dream,
a crazy dream.
Nothing more.
~Raj~