Sandman

Restless times toil from day to day

Sighs linger on lips as minds are rendered to dust

All I need is sleep

Eyes open

Face raised towards the sky

Yearning for the embrace of inner night

Let me rest upon your arm, my sweet Morpheus

I awaken tried and weakened

Tasks miles long

Educated but unwise and demented

All I need is sleep

To hold irises laden with tears

And shoulders that bow to the earth

To mend the body torn by my own hand

My own mistakes

To heal my hurts

To cure my mind

To search for answers this spirit cannot find

To soothe it with songs of fantasy

I would kill for sleep

 All I need is for it not to consume me