Nurse’s Nap
Darkness spills all around
...a cloak to wrap myself in
from daily cares that abound
A veil laid down to calm
away the cares of the day
...a dark midnight balm
where my thoughts run free
and nothing’s worrying me
Nothing save a scream
…from a tortured brother’s
fevered dream
intruding on my realm
…of velvet dark rest
with its cutting edge’s quest
Compassion keeps me awake
and guilt waits at sleep’s gate
Now my rest is not complete
knowing his nightmares repeat
For it is in the darkness
...that the demons feast and eat
©Faye Sizemore 12/01/03
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