Sleep is that gentle sailing down a stream of nothingness No dreams need to butt in To make thee a pleasant journey Sleep is that breath of fresh air Body taking a timeout, mind going overtime however
Overtime Thoughts are constantly knocking Then aggressively banging to gain my conscious affection But I'm tired I'm worn out already
Not even a caress from my mind Acknowledging the restless beings Can tamper their need to be... Felt Heard Experienced again Experienced again...
I sigh the heaviness out of my lungs And open the door I'm sleep deprived and their hungry So, they cornered me I looked up at each memory, Each thought pressing me to... Inhale the emotions I chose to disguise To pick up the feelings I shoved under my shoe and... To live through it, entirely.
Sleep is that heavy weight you feel on your back Gravity grounding you when your mind won't let you Won't let you.
— Nanda Regine
From "Inside Her Roses"
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