Sweet Dreams

Sweet Dreams

Slogging through it day by day I’m drowning in it anyway,

Muddy motions quicksand slippery sinking in the bog,

Going backwards if moving at all a snail is up ahead,

Heavy earth is weighing down a heart that wants to fly.

Life as we know it brings us down and tunnels have no spark,

To lead the way up out of this tornado made of guilt,

Fighting just to stay the same but losing all the while,

Time is aging us too fast and on our face it shows.

There’s no relief no end in sight elusive sleep each night,

A groundhog day of ignorance a warning gone unheard,

We start each day as if we know just what to do to change,

And end it weary sad and blue alone together here.

As I lay my head to rest I need a dream to live,

I pray for guidance from within to hold me while I sigh,

And lift me from this gloomy view to rinse my dirty soul,

To wake refreshed and dripping clean, to live and breathe again.

2/26/11

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