Posted by Kay Salady
Dream catchers come and take away all the very bad
For the sleep snatcher came and took all that I had
By coming to steal away each and every night
Any semblance of sanity as I put up a fight
To hold onto a glimpse of any normalcy
As I claw at my flesh over my dependency
Upon the drug being plunged deep within my vein
This caustic love keeps filling me with tremendous pain
As I lie here awake with demons in my bed
Chanting sacred mantras that are floating in my head
Praying for some respite from the very thought of you
Swaying in the darkness as I wonder what to do
Swiping at the cobwebs that reach down to touch my face
Wishing I could wipe away every single trace
With water that is filled with salt to break this awful curse
Before he comes to snatch my sleep before it all gets worse
Dream catchers stay and catch the dreams that haunt my weary soul
Before desire feeds the flame that burns out of control
Image Credit: http://www.tgraphic.com/userimages/new_module/TGraphic-com-L-Drawings-Dream_Catcher_Wallpaper242.jpg
Posted on February 15, 2012, in poetry and tagged catch my dreams, caustic love, chanting sacred mantras, demons in my bed, dream catcher, haunt my weary soul, sleep snatcher, swaying in the darkness. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.
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