Rest
Sleep is like a trance caused by a coin waving back and forth
or maybe....
Maybe its a portal to a new world
An escape...
An escape from pain, abuse, or even lies
A confort we never felt
A treasured beloning we hold close
to our hearts like a doll
A safe and sound realm
That we create on our own
Or is it a fear; if we sleep
our troubles will be there to call us tomorrow
Hoping that we may never wake
Wanting the sweet lullaby to never end
Sleep is the light when darkness calls
Sleep is the comfort from the performance the dark shadows put on every night
Sleep is freedom
Sleep is peace
Sleep is a dream
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