Tuesday, December 9, 2008

Bedtime


What is this restlessness that gnaws my nerve?
I bite my nails
My fingertips bleed

I can feel the blood running through
My each and every vein
I am too tired to scream
My body could burst
I could rest

Could you hum me a tune please?
A nice tune
Soft and swaying
I close my eyes
My feet are dancing