For Sleep's Sake
And at night
After we stay up
Until the wee
Hours of the morning
Talking
And staying up
For the sake of
Staying up
And after
I wait those
Last few
Minutes
Until I know
That you're
Asleep
I listen to you
Breathe
and how
You
Subconsciously
Nestle
Towards me
I smile
and Kiss you
Softly
On your forehead
Closing my eyes
Only to meet
You
Shortly
In our dreams...
I'm Coming Home
And a year
After
After the
Last
And the last
Two years
Ago
Before that
Sitting
Window side
Of the plane
Taking me back
To where it
Started
Miles
Pass under
The clouds
As they once
Passed
Under my feet
The good
Bad
And evil
Sanctuary
And
Battlefield
Lace them
Up
Daily
Even when it
Hurts
As I'm stepping
Off
The all
Familiar
Smell
I know
This is
Where
What
I'm doing
I'm coming
Home
Wish You Were Here
So for once
All cleaned up
For the moment
Perfectly
Shaven
And well dressed
I even
Wore that
Favorite tie
The one you
Picked out
Shoes shined
With a smile
On my face
The one that
Meant something
Like when
I first met
You
And now
Standing here
By myself
Ruined
Because
I finally
Cleaned up
Just in time
To see you
Go
But I wish
I wish
You
Were still
Were still
Here
Hiatus
Shit
The thoughts
I once
Thought
Don't make
Sense
Rather
Just bounce
Off the walls
And I watch
As the words
Dance
In circles
In my dreams
My sleep
I meant what I
Said
Years ago
Just not
Right now
And I'm
So far away
From everything
Even though
I'm sitting
Next to her
Love
The love
And lies
That reality
Believes in
And a night
Off
From this city
Doesn't seem
So bad
Because
Staying up
All night
For no reason
Just waiting
Lost
It's touch
But turning
It all in
Rather
Giving in
Gaining
Touch
Back in
Reality
Is optimism
For the
Moment
Letting go
Letting my
Guard down
Helpful Hopelessness
Is my
Hiatus
Six Months Ago
Over and over
In my head
Too late
To even think
About looking
At the clock
Because I know
I'm getting up
Soon
Toiling in
My mind
As if
I think about
It
Her
Long
Enough
It'll bring
It all back
So when
I do fall
Asleep
I wake up
Just like
Last
Right next to
Her
Raise Your Weapon
And in the heat
Of battle
When you look
Down
And see
All the lost
Lying before
You
With your
One
Last breath
The reason
You fought
This battle
And these days
To risk
It all
For back
Home
Loved ones
Because
When you
Come home
You hope
Home is the
Home you left
And
They say
Everyone
Makes it home
They just
Don't
Guarantee
Whether home
Is in a
Wooden Box
But in the
Heat of
Battle
With what's
Left of the courage
Lost or gained
Raise your
Weapon
Because
Back home
There's someone
Worth Fighting
For
Waiting for
You
Drinking Alone
There's
Not enough
Drinks
To feel all right
Let alone
Wasted
More or less
However
Alone
And on the
Rare
Occasion
I do drink
It puts
The pit
In my stomach
Of thoughts
Hardships
Relating
Resulting
Back to
Her
Lonesomeness
Is the
Perfect
Company
On this
Occasion
And in
The end
I end up
I making
Invisible
Friends
And sleeping
Horribly
So a swear
I solemnly
Swore
To void
Off your
Thoughts
Entering
In my mind
And stop drinking
Alone
For Sleep's Sake 
