by Lizz Kessler

Created on: February 02, 2009

Eternal Midnight

Do you ever lay awake, for hours on end?

Do you ever wish you had a friend?

Or just someone to hold your hand along the way...

A voice to tell you everything's going to be okay?

I yearn for sleep in these short nightly hours

Wishing for Juliet to come along, so I could give her these flowers...

A bouquet of devotion; love dripping from each pedal and thorn...

But such thoughts are dreams, and I mourn.

I sit here in the dark, no power to the lights in any form

Waiting for its rebirth, new ideas are born

I open my window to the streetlights and the dark sky

Here, now, I have new resources to try...

Anger weighs in my chest like this world weighs on my back

I scream in frustration from the strength in which I lack

Just when you think you can breathe in relief,

All you can feel collecting in your lungs is grief...

Could you please take my frozen, shaking hand?

Could someone guide these lost footsteps through this foreign land?

Can somebody grant me sleep in this eternal midnight?

Can anyone really end this silent fight?

Ill and restless, I lay here so alone

Breathing so heavily, struggling to stay alive on my own

This chamber is as still as my heart, can you see?

You can't hear the silence, as death lays down next to me.

I resist opposing forces; I resist joy and sorrow,

What is left of my faith lies in the possible light of tomorrow

Insanity burns the corners of my mind, longing for sleep...

But I swore common sense was something I'd keep.

My situation becomes feverish and dire

But my eyes, immersed in blackness, do not tire

Desperation screams in my face, but I dismiss it as fast as I can

In fate's eyes, everything's going according to plan.

Slumber found my soul, and I felt my consciousness drift away

A soft voice whispered, "everything's going to be okay..."

A warm had took my own,

And I was no longer alone...

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