31.07.2010

worry yourself awake

shakily eat your last birthday cake

out of bed, sliding your feet

your bodies contours stamped in your seat

stubborn and upstairs,  bound and confined

fighting reality, fighting the signs

from fears you had lived,

to lose everything you had,

now living a life in fear.

the fear, now its disappeared

now faded

 an empty chair

 beside a broken heart

sitting alone in the dark

worry yourself awake.

worry yourself asleep.

goodnight,

and dreams be sweet.