To Sleep by Angela Thomas Lay me on a bed of pins and slowly push down on my body. Use your hands like a weight and sink me lower onto pain. Put me to sleep like a doll that you used to love, but don't anymore. Kiss me softly on the one rough spot of my fragile perfect face, the smudge that refuses to go away. Take my hands and cross them over my chest, like a sweet afternoon in May, and some kind of beautiful funeral is about to start. Wrap me tightly in your stiff sheets and whisper hateful words to me. I am deaf, I am silent, I am cold, I will not react. I am merely a puppet put here to be put to tucked in late at night. 04/10/2005 Posted on 04/11/2005 Copyright © 2024 Angela Thomas Member Comments on this Poem Posted by Morgan D Hafele on 04/11/05 at 11:05 AM wow! i am speechless... Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2024 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)