Why? What did I ever do to it? Something serious is wrong with me, I can feel it. I just can't sleep! I feel like Christian Bale's character in "The Machinist," wasting away, half in the dreamworld and the other half lost someplace else. I start to drift off and something yanks me out of it. Some panic. It's like I might have seen something unveiled and it scared me, but when I come out of it, I've forgotten what I've seen. It really feels like some kind of changes are going on inside me on a subconscious level. Things are getting worked out. There's some kind of chaos brewing deep within. Something that isn't part of me. Something strange and alien. Am I losing my mind? http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H0fuHY4U1UA
I just need somebody kind and sweet and loving to hold me until I safely fall asleep. Then watch over me. My bed is big and empty and open with room to spread out, to toss and turn and flop about and I'm making it useful for just that. I want you to come with me to my bed and tell me a story, rock me in your arms, let me rest my ear to your breast and have your heartbeat lull me into a deep warm sleep so I can dream about you.
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