Sleep
Some work to escape loneliness
Others drink to forget
A few take a more measured route
On a slower journey
Towards a tranquil place
Called sleep.
I myself like to sleep
Anywhere. Anytime.
Is OK by me.
But just when I feel warm
And comfortable
Sleeping my life away
Nighttime slips away
And grudgingly allows morning
To barge in
As always, uninvited and unwelcome.
Sitting on the edge of my bed
Legs dangling to nowhere
I shiver in the early stillness
Feeling alone and vulnerable.
Paralyzed, I beg for more time
Please a little more time is all I ask
To gather strength
To face another day
But all I hear is the ticking of a clock
Reckoning each spent minute.
Not sure of how my day will begin
Or how it will end
I pause to collect my thoughts
And a smile creases my face
Because I know a secret
That I jealously guard.
No matter what happens today
One thing is certain
When the sun goes down
And nighttime descends upon the world
Sleep will tiptoe back to me
Holding me close to breasts
As she always does.
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