Lightly stirred a vision:
an incision in my day
To take this ingrained pain
and cut it all away
If only some scalpel blade
laid against my skin
could open up the soul
so whole to what's within

Miracle dissection
of an infection of the mind
Releasing me from
some small measure of time
Restoring how I feel
as real as it was before
when hope was all I had
But I did not need anymore

Fanciful we dance
but chances are we fall
we take these bricks we've thrown
We own them and build a wall
In safety pain festers
As fear stirs and steers the wheel
Disease impedes function
and pain's unction becomes real

Sweet cloud fall numb on me
And I will see your daylight dream
I will wait here and believe
You can relieve this stress between
my foolish heart and simple head
Upon this bed so cleanly made
As I slumber in needed rest
Do your best
so I won't completely fade.