Embrace Me, Night, And Do Not Let Go

Many believe there is no such thing

As resurrection

But I am revived each day

Resurrected from a peaceful slumber;

All I wished for

But each morning my dreams are shattered

As I rise cursing

To face the horrors of life once again

I feel that by finally falling asleep

I gain everything

And by waking up

I lose it all again

A torturous cycle

Receiving peace only to have it taken away

So unfair . . .

Maybe something is playing with us

I wonder

A god-child from hell

Playing the evilest game of all

And laughing at our hardheadedness

Our foolishness

As we get up each day

To fight yet another battle

In a never-ending war

Against the world and ourselves

I don’t know

The hardest part

Of each day:

Trying to fall asleep

Always in vain for so long

Alone with my thoughts

Its many voices driving me crazy

My hands trembling

Wanting to either

Destroy themselves against the wall

Or pull the hair from my scalp,

Sleep only a distant dream . . .

. . . or waking up

And crying inside

All of life’s futility

Assaulting me at once

Choking at the thought

Of having to face

Yet another day

But in between

Oh yes . . .

In between

I am free