A Hitchhiker's Guide To Sleeping
It's so very visceral
Looking in to the darkness
Unable to find sanctuary
Your body is weary
Your eyes are heavy
But your mind is racing
Contemplating everything
So you lay there
Minutes stretch like hours
Hours stretch like days
And just when you're on the cusp of revelation
You sow the seeds of doubt
So you remain awake
Even as the sun begins to rise
It's agony but you slip out of bed
And stumble into the bathroom
Your body is weak
Your thought process is slow
None of the energy you had all night
Seems to have followed out of bed
But still you push on
Because life waits for nobody
But people wait for you
So you have to be strong
Life is just a masquerade ball
So you wear your mask
Everything's going to be okay
And when it becomes too much
You may find me
For I am the Sandman
Your eyes are heavy
Your body is weary
Your sanctuary is in my arms
Slipping into darkness
A hitchhiker's guide to sleeping
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