MMSwrites

Goodnight, goodnight.

While you sleep ever so tight,

I’ll be here

waiting

for a soft sleep to embrace me

It doesn’t come for the cautious

Instead I’ll hold you so close

Do you remember being a kid?

Do you remember the lullabies?

We’d fall asleep smoothly

watching the mobiles spin by

Now we lie awake

our thoughts, they spin and shake

in that same old way

“Do you talk to yourself often?”

“I suppose so.”

“Does it ever get lonely?”

“Oh heavens no!”

A teacher once told us

that we create our world

Each chapter and character

constructed

through ink, blood, and sweat

A teacher once told us

our ending

isn’t an ending

until those days of rue

If I could touch the sky

the question is

would I?

What if 

it was something

that could hurt me?

If I could fly

ever so high

the only thing

awaiting me

would be the fall

I’ve never liked the seaside

fearing the riptide

that takes me away

I’ve never liked the high dive

jumping

up

up

up

then down into the deep

nothing

Yet here I decide