My dark friend, you listen quietly
to all my crazy fantasies,
so soothingly you breathe
and a cocoon you weave
around my anxiety-
with gentle hands you guide me
into a world where I see
without eyes,
and hear your silent voice-
under your coat you hide
the malicious kind,
and the pure of heart find-
refuge.
Can you hear the lonely tale
of cruelty behind the veil?
Sing me your song of peace,
so I won't hear the desp'rate pleas
for mercy calling,
put stardust into my eyes,
so I won't see the rain of tears falling-
and if those wounds I cannot heal,
those cries I cannot seal-
then, into forgetting carry me,
into a dreamland far away.

Sydney Krivenko
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