A disorganized house is the sign of an organized mind

Close your eyes, lay down your head Still your soul and slow the heart beating, throbbing inside your chest Lounging across my inviting bed...

Sleep beside me forever Claim your portion and peace Let fears drift into the aether Pain and sorrow shall cease Tomorrow is light years...

Oh, Hypnos how you taunt me With elusive golden touch My eyelids grow so heavy But my sound sleep you begrudge Starry skies have fallen ...

Light stretches across the corridor It creeps gently towards my still body I wait as it bridges the gap Between time and nothingness ...

Sorrow lines your eyes Would anything help? If you needed me, I would be there in an instant Tomorrow is miles away If you would ...

Every waking hour... Life is around you Bustling, hustling and Moving all about you The times in between... Are they our true life? Or...