The Power Of Ink

sleep

I just want to sleep
All day if I can.
I don't want to think.
Repeating the cycle again.
And again.
Crawl under the sheet.
Feel myself sink.
Away from the world.
Shut down my mind.
Pull the power on me.
Draw the curtains.
The darkness is deep.
With it brings the cold.
A cave of its own.
This is where I feel home.
Closing my eyes.
Leaving this dream.
On to the next.
My mind had been wracked.
Heart has been beat.
So I lay them down.
To rest and retreat.
If I wake too soon.
I'll hit repeat.
I'm tired of the madness.
I just want to sleep...

But the nightmares don't go away

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