sleep

Its been, a while.
Me and sleep seem to play a game of hide and seek
Whenever I need it, it disappears, only to visit
At odd hours like in classrooms, or on bus trips
It’s been a while, since I had a conversation with my sheets
We sit and talk sometimes, but I cant remember the last time
I lay down to feel their coolness against my bare skin
The last time we shared dreams in languages
From the places  where this cotton was picked.
My dreams are short and no longer in landscape,
Trapped between two hour long power naps,
Blinks and winks..      
Sleep is all I desire? We’ll…not really.
Dreaming is what I chase after
I know I can do it with my eyes open
But sometimes it’s nice to see it in all dimensions
Live with you at the controls, picking the pace
Winning the race, or at least figuring out how to...
These thoughts I think will be the death of me
I think I saw a soul catcher ready to draw his sword
He must have seen the single firefly left in my soul
I promised him I’d find the glow I lost in all of them.
I promised him I’d go back to dreaming in colour
If he helped me find peace when I placed my head on my pillow.
If I’d at least dream about not being able to sleep.
He granted my wish
Second chances are amazing
Even better when you realize it and use them.
Me and sleep seem to play a game of hide and seek
But I’ve found most of it’s hiding places
In between pages of my diary
Behind a boring novel and sometimes
On top of wet pillow cases.
Its been, a while since I saw him last
These fire flies go on for miles
So for now,, I’m all smiles