begging for peace

nightmares
have eaten
through my body
reckless breathe
testify

bruised
from all sides

I come to you
for respite.

I know I am
all but a low lying soul

I know how
reeking and pungent
my wounds smell...

I know you wont
like to run your fingers
over them

I know you will
shudder
at the touch

but still I dream
you will
perhaps
at some unforeseen time
keep me up
from the gravel

hold me close
soothe my pain
wipe my ceaseless tears
whisper comfort
and of good times ahead

begging with silence
begging in mute
for the peace
your embrace holds....