Still in Silent Sleep

Silently still falls the snow upon the street while I creep into warm slumber

Silent still night I fall while you weep

Cold you moan and lay upon the floor in silent still shore, your breath becomes no more for death awaits your cold still corpse while I creep under warm duvet and sleep, sweet dreams forever more

Still silent in air of white sleet building around my burning peat I keep to see out my night, warm of sweet slumber sleep while you die under sleet and cold snow

I do not moan, but silently dream of no man upon my land yet you lay white and cold like a snowman to be told...

"remain outside under blanket of sleet with blue feet, never speak for fear of wakening my slumber sleep" 

My deep sleep, as life to keep I remain in sweet sleep while you see, while you wake for goodness sake I remain asleep forever under silent sleet and you, with eyes of coal see more as I count sheep under sleet outside with black feet

You dear god, a snowman outside my burning door banging to wake my slumbering soul, bang away angel of yore for I will sleep forever more 

Yet here you be, beside my bed at the hour of three, staring, never caring for my restless night, whispering ancient delight, screaming silently you move through the night ripping my existince with fright 

I wake from deep sleep, screaming at the empty void you've left behind, crying upon my bedside trying to remember the reason of life, yet it escapes my grasp, dissolving into black holes of empty mass 

I stand, gathering unwanted gravity and fall once again into life's blanket, under, wondering will you return to wake my sleeping slumber

I am torn

Ohh how I miss your waking thunder to rupture my dreams once more