Sleep

Thoughts race across my mind Making it hard to pin them down. Random pieces of information flow like A stream though my subconscious As I watch, I can see My past flash before my eyes Like a movie projector. And I am unable to stop it. Friends, old and new, Pay me another visit. Loved ones, long gone, appear though The mists of times passing. Every emotion is felt as if for the first time. Fear, sorrow, loneliness Hope, joy, love, happiness. All these and more rush through my body. And then I awake, Everything fading away as I crawl back into consciousness To return again the next I sleep.