Often confusing

AM

Sinking into an ocean of cloth.
Time means nothing when you sleep a lot.
What better prison than the one secure,
Your bedding confounds your mind pure.
Days can pass and you shall rest.
The world moves on, but nothing within.
Tis confusing to rise only for duty ,
Is it last week, or next morn?
Time means nothing when you don't exist.
Empty eyes filled with timeless dread.
What's Sunday or Monday when the sun rises,
All the same, names meaningless.
Calendars are just paper mirrors.
Empty and mocking your absences.
Why would you leave when nothing's left.
Stay in bed till no more suns dawn.
Why care about morning's call,
When you can mourn even at dawn.
Stay in bed, stay all night,
Do not stare, time is blight.
Close your eyes and do not fear,
Time means nothing, when you are here.