Sleep is my enemy. Sleep is my friend. Sleep is something I need, something I desire. Yet I am awake unable to rest. My eyes close while my mind races. Thoughts zoom through my brain, problem solving at it’s peak. The mind is suppose to subside at a certain time, why doesn’t mine? From the life altering dilemmas to median decision making. It all seems to show up when I need my rest. I medicate to relax. To sleep, to stop the thoughts. Stop the worries and the concerns. I can sleep and when I do I am in ecstasy, in paradise. In a dream world where life is awaken. Where anything is possible, where fears are conquered.
My One True Self