Slumber

I rise between words and dreams,so hard to unwrap and so deep to swim in, that only the night gives me enough peace. Looking at a blank page I find nothing to fill it with, as if my life as a whole collapsed into itself. Defying a purpose that so distant away shimmers I turn my head to watch you sleep. Dreaming things that I was banished from, living in those tenebrous depths that I once belonged to. And I know, in my encumbered heart that I am lost. Lost in a labyrinth that enjoys holding me captive; nothing but a rat smashing it's head in the maze's walls. But as the night guards me, and always being my most devoted confidant I know that now, despite my stray, I am not completely beyond redemption. My salvation, the stake that keeps me grounded in these misty times of my ridiculous existence, is you.
So in my twisted devotion, all my debt can be paid like this. Watching over your restless sleep, as the blank page keeps staring at me.