Tipping

If you could feel my heart right now
You'd feel the pieces all asunder
Breaking from this heavy weight
All this stress that I am under

I know that you cannot see
The position I am in
All you know is your own nose
And your world-welcoming grin

I try to hold myself in tight
Looking for the silver lining
Telling myself the earth will turn
And the sun will keep on shining

Dreamland

A heaviness rests on my eyelids

Pushing them downward 

Sandy grit burns my eyes

Reddening them for the world

A misty fog settles in my brain

And the world seems to recede

My body is saying that it's time to sleep

But it's only early afternoon

The battle wages on

Every day a struggle 

Until the torpor passes

And the clouds leave

And the clock starts to tick. Again

Lullaby

Sing me to sleep, oh beautiful one,
Let your voice be my guide
Although just for a little while
Take me on that magical ride
To slip through streams of sweet smelling dew
And dream honeyed dreams of dancing with you
Is the best kind of sleep that can ever be had
Since awake all just consider me mad

Go To Sleep

Your emotions my child
Have never been mild,
But it has become quite clear
That tiredness exasperates them, my dear.
Though going to sleep you despise,
We can tell from your red-rimmed eyes
That slumbering in your bed
Is what you need, instead
You stay up counting sheep,
Twisting, turning, and making us weep.
Your persistence will serve you well
When later on you must ring your own bell.
Just for now we must contend
With a resistance that never seems to end.