'ere I Sleep
I lay still,feeling futile
Is this really how Love should be?
Somehow you appear as a phantom
As if i do not know you at all,
Is this a true space?
Where you are so grand
And i am so small.
'Ere I sleep
I contemplate for awhile,
Unsure whether to return to my own world
Or wait for the change.
This hold that you possess
I somehow am unable to bear
And yet i remain beside you,
Keeper of my destiny
But it is as if i am not there.
I close my eyes,fearing to dream
Lost and slowly fading
You always approach me.
Without wanting to let you in
I already know you hold the key
You must tell if this is how Love should be.
I see you as my personal fiction
And my darkest night,
I long to be a soul of Freedom
No longer desiring to be seated in the palm of your hand.
'Ere I sleep
I often do wonder what it is that i am to become,
Whether life here is worth living
Or would it be better to have me run.
The state of my sanity
Solely depends on you
And the image i see before me
Is no longer of profound quality
But a somehow vile and wounded memory.
Copyright © Lisa Stojanovic | Year Posted 2010
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