Sleeping

I'm hiding in my dreams again,
Living in my fairy land.
Perhaps I'm trying to stay sane,
Perhaps I'm already mad.

When will Mom be better?

I never really understood before,
That Clean is a temporary state.
That houskeeping is a constant war
A tiring, wearing fate.

lullaby to a wish

Moon light,
Moon bright,
Moon shining on my dreams tonight
The wishes that in sleep take flight
Soaring past my shuttered sight
Feeling so true, so real, so right.