Dreamlover

I just want to lie there, Sleeping, resting all day. Why? Because the real world is such a scare. I’d much rather keep such a fear at bay. The bed is like a comforting hug, An embrace only the kindest of hearts would give, warmingly cohesive. The real world is such a bug. It’s full of pain, it’s like an adhesive. You’ll try and try, but it won’t come off, You’re stuck on the pain like glue to a broken toy. So don’t you dare try to scoff, Hide away like me, and live in silent, calm joy.