Lying next to me

Shrouded by innocence

Calling me from your dormant state

A frail nursery rhyme

I used to sing every night

Rocking back and forth

In body and in mind

Swaying my cot, my safety night

Dragging me into pits of the past

Dreams I used to have

But that is me no longer

A stronger blade I have obtained

I wont give into your hunger

To feed from my breast and my blood

My own thoughts shall suffice

The comfort blanket I need no more

Ripped away from me

I shall sleep soundly

Without your pleasant greetings

Though the presence forever lingers

It is only to prove my strength

You shall never win again

Counting sheep instead of scars

Is a much more easing passtime

So don't forget, my dear old friend

My will is stronger than your song...

IMPORTANT A/N: This message is going particularly to my regular readers, if you are not one of those youshould choose toignore thisI know I have not been here for a long time... Perhaps you think I have deserted you, but I assure you I have not. I am still writing though this shall be the last poem I post on Fictionpress, I am leaving. I thought this poem would prove to be a good one to leave you with, as it shows my temptations have stopped and I am ok. My profile will still be there, and you can still contact me on my email address, for whatever reason, if you are interested in reading any of my other new poetry, if youwish for me to read your poetry,if you need help with a problem, or if you just want someone to talk to, I will be there... I am leaving fictionpress for a number of reasons, one being my life has become a very happy place for me and this reminds me of the past, thus dragging me back to my oldpits of despair. But to those who have read my poetry continuously, I thank you greatly, I love you all for you really have been a great help in reminding me there are people out there who suffer the same... So, for now, Good luck and Farewell

Peace, Empathy.