All I Want Is Sleep
when morning comes to me
something I truely hate to see
I have to struggle for one more day
and though death I do not seek
I'd never turn away to seek
escape from the touch of death's cold lips
on my life-battered cheek
sleep is far more real to me,
so far superior to being awake...
when sunrise calls to me
it is a call I would gladly shake
It's a taste, somehow, I suspect
of the death we have to face,
If so, I fear death no more
and in fact I do embrace
in dreams I soar about,
no place is closed to me,
imagine then, what death...
has for us to open up to see
and if this belief is wrong
and I'm merely food for worms,
I've feelings very strong,
it won't be among my concerns.
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