Sleep comes and sleep goes
All my thoughts are of yours
Tossing and turning
Thinking and smiling
Then thinking some more
You are what I dream of
Nightmares all gone
Bruised and battered
Memories keep washing ashore
Still drawing breath
As beautiful as before
I'm slowly picking up pieces
Of my shattered soul
Yet knowing soon I will
Once again become whole
For the first time in months I am able to breath.
Still on the edge, still a bit scared
Was it a dream, will it all fade?
Two hours of sleep yet wide awake
Darkness crawls slowly back to it's den
Yet will I ever be my former self again?