In My Sleep

Once a Dream, Now Broken

Where once I held
a dream -
a perfected lifelong innocence
underneath such tainted sheets...
such a dream was broken, as

I was murdered in my sleep.

Things could be in tatters -
imagined by a mind
breathing shallow, half-alive.

Things could be so hopeless -
held onto by a heart
beating slowly,
beating broken.

And in my thoughts, around the edges...
touch faint feathers,
dancing, floating.
Songs of sorrow fill my soul
in its descension, fading down.

Where once I held
a dream -
all imprints of such lifelong pain
fall away into the breeze...
such a dream was broken, as

you stabbed me in my sleep.

And such quiet memory
is all that's left behind -
dots of red on white
slung amongst
these tainted sheets.