Quiet, quiet
calm and still
closed eyes can rest
sleepy head can drift
Quiet, quiet
gentle thought
no more mess to address
no more questions to molest you
Finally cut free
spill out, drift on
into a new sea
palms laid on fresh skin
Fretted for years
worried for a living
guilt; it breaks your heart
the quietest of all
let it go, let go
they’ll never know
Reborn, reborn
the duty is renewed
don’t ruin, don’t wreck
just hush your wondering
Quiet, quiet
free from white noise
no more hate to abate
no betrayal to wade through
Let your senses roam
let your hope bloom
no fray in the rope of love
you cling to, now
You’re free, you’re free
the creep can sleep
but must not repeat
don’t speak
just hush
little nightmare…
[2010]
Thanks for reading.
The Lighthouse 