Sleepless Me

Sleepless me meets sleeping you. How I hate you. I hate the peace I cannot obtain. The shuttered eyes to a shuttered world. What must it be like to effortlessly dream what I must forcibly dream. To be able to fall through an onion’s rings. I could write for a million years if I could only dream. But sleep is not for me. Sleep is for them and sleepless me… is me.

-OM

  

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