insomnia sucks
sleep eludes me.
It's like a mirage that looks at me with a welcoming smile and open arms
Yet, as I move closer, never do I reach it.
It is like love.
Heartbreakingly lovely.
A sweetness that I long for but cannot taste just yet.
I long for it's embrace. It's gentle comfort.
Whether I speak of sleep or love, I know not.
It is the same to me at this moment.
I gather my blankets around me.
Snuggle deep into soft pillows.
And dream of love before I fall off into a dreamless night.
sleep comes after a long wait.
My body tires before my mind.
I must play this game; I have no choice.
So I wait.
For love.
For peace.
For sleep to come easy.
It's like a mirage that looks at me with a welcoming smile and open arms
Yet, as I move closer, never do I reach it.
It is like love.
Heartbreakingly lovely.
A sweetness that I long for but cannot taste just yet.
I long for it's embrace. It's gentle comfort.
Whether I speak of sleep or love, I know not.
It is the same to me at this moment.
I gather my blankets around me.
Snuggle deep into soft pillows.
And dream of love before I fall off into a dreamless night.
sleep comes after a long wait.
My body tires before my mind.
I must play this game; I have no choice.
So I wait.
For love.
For peace.
For sleep to come easy.