Depressing Sleep
Deep in my depression, I lay myself down to sleep. I close my eyes and then I start to weep. I dream I'm in the sky and see Heaven. So I take a peek. God stands before me and tells me it's ok. But through my eyes it's not and I leap. Falling through my thoughts I sort out my emotions. I undo this ruining and make myself a potion. I live for the morrow. Not for the night. My feelings now sorted out, I wake up in a fright. Who am I and what am I doing? Standing on this edge of this building. How did I get here? Was this my ruling? I know now that it was and I look down. I feel like smiling, but yet I wear a frown. So I turn around, live my life and wear it upside down.
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