sleep

she`s keeping her eyes open,
she`s keeping her mind bussy,
she doesnt want to sleep and get lost in her thoughts
she wants to be tired, she wants to be numb to life
she wants to fall down and not feel a thing, never wake up.

One way or another she knows she`ll fall asleep,
the days and nights will pass and no matter what she does,
she`ll fall asleep and she will dream of the pain and despair that haunts in daylight
she wont want to wake up, there in the dream, in the nightmare, she`ll run eternally
but she wont want to wake up to the nightmare that being awake is.

The prayers that come out her lips have knitted an endless rosary
and as the beads in it, they`re made to stay in hands of a sinner
worned out, said over and over again,
known by heart, waited for a long time..
at the end the cross, a pendant, the pain
the only one that never ends.

A master piece of art...rotten inside.
She wont want to wake up.
She doesnt want to fall asleep.

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btw, Saku, thx for the comment on the new part of  "Wandering"  it`s always nice to know what u think about the posts ^^