the murder of sleep

evening drops down
not with a bang
or even a whimper
but silent
like a great cat
stalking prey
i am defenseless
in the face of its power

awake and alone
at 3 AM
singing the emptybed blues
it’s a lonely oasis
trapped with nothing
but thoughts
dripping blood
and memories

my guts roil
in the agony of uncertainty
the future gapes
a jagtoothed maw
there is no fire in this belly
courage fled on unshod feet
my dreams once glorious
are dust in murdered sleep

© 2013 RC deWinter ~ All Rights Reserved


The agony of uncertainty that destroys sleep.

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Comments

  • devotee1
    devotee1almost 2 years ago

    Loneliness is a terrible thing. And dreams can be amputations of will with spirit. I know these well. Another profound write.

  • And writing about it is often the only exorcism. Thank you, Joe.

    – RC deWinter

  • Shulie1
    Shulie1almost 2 years ago

    Sleep! What’s that? Marvellous work, GIna

  • XOXO, thank you, Stephanie.

    – RC deWinter

  • Donna19
    Donna19almost 2 years ago


    Congratulations, something I think most of us can relate to:) Well done

  • Thank you, Donna, I appreciate the feature and your kind feedback.

    – RC deWinter

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