Why do we sleep?
Why on earth does
Our bodies need
Hours of unconscious
To function
So many hours lost to nothing
Hours
Of deep dark blackness
Instead of learning
Of training
Of traveling
Of experiencing the life
We sleep away
Giving us all one common
Weakness
Exhaustion
The baggy eyes
And chronic yawns
Our lives completely
Controlled and moniter
By a state of nothingness
Where we dream
About things that have
No effect on us
So much effort in contemplating
The blurry voices
And images
That have no result
Have no real effect
Because it is the product
Of nothingness
Not sleep
Nothingness
This very poem
Stays unwritten
Mintute by minute
For too long
As my eyes droop
And my hands cramp
Like my own sleeping beauty's curse
This tiredness
Has taken my life
Left stories unfinished
And chapters unwritten
Though no complaints
Escape my pen
For once I don't mind
Drinking this usual poison
Poison
With
No worries
No anger
No wishes unread
For I try everyday
Of my life
Evertime
I close my eyes
I hope the prince
Forgets this princess
And doesn't dare to wake me up
For I would love
To live in unfinished
Movies
And dance in the dark
My own hollywood park
In my head
I would love to
Have it take my soul
Have my eyes never be open
and droop again
Have this nothingness
Become my everything
For theres
no anger
no worries and
no dread
When I sleep
Forever I wish
I could sleep
And forever
I wish to never wake up again.
Inspiration: Self doubt and sucide
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One Chance Encounters With Some Words
PoetryPoems. About life. About chance. About pain. About me. And about every word in between *Completed* P.s These poems are of me as an angsty middle schooler. I do hope you enjoy them, but I also apologize about the mild cringe that could occur. P.p.s...
