Friday, September 13, 2013

Before Sleep Descends

It is only remembered now
our moments in the dark
before sleep descends upon me
my mind searches out
and adds one mark
in my favor
my last gift to you
though love did not last
you never saw it die
you did not stay to see me cry
and now the big sleep approaches
our yesterdays together vanishing
without a trace, gone unnoticed
those times I once cherished