Insomnia
Now I lay me down to sleep
Let my red and tired eyes weep
The rock from which the water starts
A hollow space inside my heart
Now I lay me down to penance
A shirt of hair, a bed of ants
These thoughts of guilt and tears I’ve cried
Haven’t really satisfied.
Now I lay me down to wish
As raindrops against my windows swish
But wishing won’t change reality
And that is what I wish to see.
Now I lay me down to sigh
Too tired now to even cry
Around again my questions chase
The things I didn’t want to face
Now I lay me down my pride
A glass of reisling at my side
Help me sweet wine, on my way
Let me drift off swiftly, pray.
Now I lay me down my book
The enthralling plot just hasn’t hooked
My attention for very long
Something in my brain is wrong.
Now I lay me down to shrug
Off my fears and silently hug
The teddy bear which for too long
Has reminded me that I’m alone.
Now I lay me down to pray
But what is left for me to say?
Dear God, help me be brave and true
And tomorrow, let me be more like you.
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord my soul to keep
And if I should die before I wake
I pray the Lord my soul to take.
September 15th, 2006 at 7:46 pm
This is great Mel…sounds like my night last night!
September 18th, 2006 at 1:33 pm
I’m not much for stuff that rhymes but I love this. My favorite line is “The rock from which the water starts
A hollow space inside my heart”.
cheers,
nooc
p.s. my latest emperiment: http://www.riverwood.cc/render
September 18th, 2006 at 3:30 pm
Thanks, Greg. I don’t like rhyming much either but it’s how my mind has run lately. I’m really not sure why. The only thing that I can figure is that the repetition is sunconsciously representatative of the circles my mind keeps going in, same questions and dillemnas over and over again. And the very triteness of the rhyming scheme is representative of the insufficiency of my thought patterns to solve my problems. My attempts at sorting out my life, like my attempts at poetry, have been less than sophisticated of late.
I like the looks of render! The name is fabulous. It’s what we’re trying to do with out lives, of course, as well as art.
By the way, I promise I will actually send you a few audio recordings soon. One of these days. When I can get my act together.
-Mel