Night Terrors
NIGHT TERRORS
When distant daylight is spent and spilled,
My lamp alone lights the curtained darkness
Of unseen fear, which has always filled
The weary black pit yawning endless
Into the night; and all the unknown
Terrors of the dreamworld
Conspire to extinguish my lamp lone
When the smothering curtain is unfurled.
Oh, how the dawn moves on leaden feet
To reach far into the shaded recess.
Oh, let it make haste to meet
My sleepless darkness with succor and nearness.
Copyright © Sidney Beck | Year Posted 2012
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