Sigh

• by Mark Napier

  
  Let me sleep, the deep dreamless sleep of eternity.
  Allow me to rest my head and worry no more.
  Despair wears me like the skeleton wears the flesh
  I am tired and exhausted wishing to no more journey

  I wish to leave the place where scars keep score
  I am finished chasing oblivion like a lost love
  never catching her but always within grasp
  let her run

  I am weary
  I want to rest
  I want to rest my head
  in the arms of the universe and weep gentley upon
  times breast being comforted by infinity

  Like a silent tear I fall
  Released like a sigh
  
  
  © 2002 Mark A. Napier