Leave Me
So much
So much air to breathe
And choke on.
I cannot swallow the knife;
It will not rest in my belly.
For
No lullabye
No sleep
Will dull its' blade,
No millenia
Its' poison.
Realization brings truth
Both are forever.
Remember
How much calmer it was
Before the storm?
Please, I ask you to
Sew my open eyes
Once again closed
And content in my own ignorance
Leave me.
Yet no needle can pull such a thread.