• 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

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