lucid slumber of sadness

i need you to come now
and whisper in my ear
of heartbreak and tragedy
rap on the walls of my soul
and shake things up a bit
wake me, rudely, from
this lucid slumber of sadness –
it’s almost morning now
and there is no time
in the bright sunshine
for tears and sorrow
so come now, quickly,
before the sun rises
and fill me up with
all the agonies i can bear
so i can wring them out
and then start anew.