2018, Poetry

To Sleep #Poetry #30PoemChallenge

To drift away where “now” just melts

To dreams and silence, nothing else

That hurts me so – inside my heart

And seems to weld to every part

Of me. Inside, outside – leaking through

Surely, living is enough to do?

 

Some swim through a honeyed life

Have no idea of pain and strife.

But sleeping is my favourite thing

No gifts or presents, tied with string

The delicious feeling of time in bed

I’ll sleep & I’ll sleep and I’ll sleep ’till I’m dead

 

 

 

 

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