I know I told you once
a long, long time ago;
leave me be,
let me sleep,
trouble my dreams no more.
Don’t make this any harder now,
then you made it then.
I’m lingering in a dead zone.
Why do I hear your voice again?
I’m a little bit wiser now,
at least that’s what I pretend.
Older and maybe I’ve lost
a bit of my self confidence.
I’ve been a wild one,
that’s for sure.
No one would argue that.
But sometimes I’m a rare creature
out of its native habitat.
I’m drifting off,
but even though I have seen
many faces
and many, many miles;
you still reach in
and have your way
with my mind.
Catch me at my weakest point,
sleeping like a babe
an show me all the bad choices
that I made.
I knew I was through with you;
you were through with me.
I lost all the respect I had
for both of us equally.
Old lovers are a hangman’s noose,
a cup of Nightshade tea.
Stay out of my mind at night;
let me be
while I’m asleep.
Memories are a vampire shade,
so easy to invite them in.
Then they take all that you are,
show you what a fool you’ve been.
Draw you of your firm resolve,
push you back to where you begin.
Suck you down
and drink you dry,
back into dust again.
Morning banishes the night,
the Sun burns away
all the decay
and the dead
return to their beds
and you’re no longer with me.
I told you once,
long ago;
leave my dreams alone.
We got what we deserved,
no more;
we made our beds,
we made our homes.
So don’t reach out
and don’t speak.
Don’t wish
and don’t entreat.
Just leave me
the fuck alone
while I’m asleep.
HG – 2018
It’s beautifully written
Thank you. I’m glad you enjoyed it.
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