Sunday, January 4, 2015

To sleep, perchance to dream

Sometimes sleep isn't just a euphemism. 


To sleep, perchance to dream?
For in that sleep of death, 
what dreams may come?
Not the death of a body, 
just a day that needs to die. 
It used to be a sweet escape, 
a peaceful place to hide. 


But when daylight nightmares invade your dreams, 
where can you escape?


I used to dream in nightmares; 
Now I dream in days. 
If only I could wake 
and cease to be afraid...

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