Sunday, December 02, 2007
In the dark moments of the night they whisper softly as a friend might do to give comfort.
They twist their words and temp your heart.
I try to shut them out I beg for sleep.
They promise to take the pain away.
Just open the lid and smell my wonderful scent.
Close your eyes and remember the way I felt the warm burn.
I can take the pain away.
Just open the lid and take a sip.
I close my eyes and let the faces of those I love chase the demons away.
When morning breaks I have won another day to feel pain again.