Tired
The dream comes to a close, and the feel of reality grabs at my throat. Choking the dream until fitful alertness brings me into the light. Goddess how I hate the light. To sleep and stay asleep is at times an ideal place to be. No pain, lies, or self doubt. Just the dream. And now the dream is gone, and i am awake. I do not want to be awake anymore. I have been awake too much lately and just would like to take the long sleep. To dream forever and to feel nothing but what the dreams let me feel if anything. So I am awake and will sleep again. Maybe this time the dream will stay...most likely not. Good night and be well all. I shall sleep now.
Good Night,
W
Good Night,
W