When the sadness creeps in during my sleep
I shake it off
Tell myself, "Its all in the past."
And go forward.
The shadows of the past, lurking on my pillow.
Its a chance of luck.
Will I hear something today, that reminds me of that time....
When I cried myself to sleep because my house was too empty?
or when My children didn't come home on a Sunday?
Or
The time when I beat myself up, wondering if it was my fault?
And beat pillows, pretending it was his face?
When I entered the high school, after crying all the way to work
And put on a pretend smile for the students walking by?
Sadness seeped out by day, and by night I collapsed under the weight of my grief.
If I don't dream, I don't feel it so much.
But I have to go to sleep.
So I pray the dreams are pleasant.
I shake it off
Tell myself, "Its all in the past."
And go forward.
The shadows of the past, lurking on my pillow.
Its a chance of luck.
Will I hear something today, that reminds me of that time....
When I cried myself to sleep because my house was too empty?
or when My children didn't come home on a Sunday?
Or
The time when I beat myself up, wondering if it was my fault?
And beat pillows, pretending it was his face?
When I entered the high school, after crying all the way to work
And put on a pretend smile for the students walking by?
Sadness seeped out by day, and by night I collapsed under the weight of my grief.
If I don't dream, I don't feel it so much.
But I have to go to sleep.
So I pray the dreams are pleasant.
