Enveloped in sheets, in silence,
The sheets stay still,
But in the mind is the scream--
the visit from you that won't stop
I see you; you do not,
I scream, plead and cry,
And you go on and on, with your life,
All I want, all I need, is to be
needed, and wanted
You cry, and I scream to let me
Soothe your pain, to let me
help in any way,
and you stare into the distance,
while I'm in limbo stuck,
in this sickly state I stare:
I want to be released. To let go and yet
Somehow this is still a.
sweet, silent.
scream