Sleep is a timeless thing
A dream filled state of insanity
As the mind brings the body to where it really wants to be
Away from the truth of reality
Limitless thoughts trickling in mixed with memories and dreams from that of a child's mind
The things that we used to see as our future left cold and alone in the backs of our minds
Forgotten dreams left
Labeled as too unrealistic for the limited capabilities of the miniature minds of those of a 'higher' level
Sleep brings these things together
It let's us escape
Sleep is limitless
But also dangerous
As the darkness that resides in out reality be ones the thing we see looking back at us in the mirror
It allows the monsters under our beds to travel into our head and cloud out our happiness with their smoke filled thoughts of pain and sorrow
Sleep traps us in a cage
A circus of freaks of all sorts
As memories turn twisted and heroes are thrashed and bashed by the darkness of the shadows
Sleep is freedom
Sleep is death
Sleep is escape no matter what
So why can't I sleep......
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The Hauntings of My Mind
RandomSo this is my book of poetry. it starts off with a few of my really old poems but I promise you they get better. sorry if the poems are a little depressed or kinda sad, when I write I put my emotions into it and usually I write best when I'm upset...
