written june 21, 2008 at 5:45am

i wake with a start again and again
trembling and terrified
from dreams where the
trusted and familiar are
twisted and distorted into the
malevolent and predatory
i wake and reach out
seeking comfort
seeking safety
there is no comfort
in my bed
no safety within the confines
of my mind
between dreams
i track the progress
of the moon's journey
past my window
today was
the lightest day
and much has been illuminated
but today also begins the
incessant march toward
the darkest night
reminding me
that much still lies in shadow
that much remains to be seen
my question is simple
am i really as alone as i feel
the moon
peering nightly through my window
answers
yes
even when your bed isn't empty
you're alone in the darkness
within your mind
ah
i reply
that is my greatest fear
it was always thus
says she
and thus it will always be

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