Tranquil Sleep

Harken swiftly to the midnight cries - wallowed afar!
Hear to its calls - the nightingale's choked lament,
As it breathes and sighs its final song,
Just as I sigh mine.

O, tranquil sleep, come bless me!
Fly unto me with thine snow-white wings purest,
For I long to be touched by that without taint,
So I may bathe in respiteful tears to cleanse my heart,
As this darkness does the same.

O, tranquil sleep, come for me!
Be near me when my mind comes to fade;
When my streams of crimson tide cease to flow;
When the shadow cometh to freeze me still,
To lay me to rest in the bitter cold.

Unforgiving friend, I beseech thee - our moment is true!
With your scarred blanket of elegant relief, envelop me;
With the last of your debts to me, encase me in thee,
Where we shall ne'er part and so remain forever more,
Far from they who held us untrue.

A final moment, I plea to mine self, to put at rest -
To lay to sleep the ashes of our memories afar,
Fading visions of eternal dreams, shared and scattered,
The beating resonance of our fragmented hearts bleeding;
The broken music of our dying dreams.