I am too tired to fight it, too drained to even try. In the confines of my darkness, it gets colder as i scorch. Bittersweet and as painful. I feel better as I feel worse. I long for comfort that cannot come so I simply descend to slumber. Let me sleep so I can be awakened …and tomorrow let it be forgotten.

it used to be easy… secondary to my nature, the silent moments, whether forced or unconsciously happening, produced a strings of words that sings my soul. but the days moved along and the empty hours never did return, it carried away the ease of  inspiration. Quarter-life and the hustling only produced empty spaces, and the urge to spin thoughts was replaced by the craving to sleep through sunrises.

I toast my glass to us spending the last years blessed and contented. Soft kisses under the stars, my blanket against the cold. You love me still as I love you always. Our dreams are endless. Our lives are intertwined. I held your hand as we sleep, captured your face in my dreams. I have never lost you. Every hour we’ve spent etched clearly in my mind.

I have never wanted sleep so badly.I wish to close my eyes ’til Mondayand will all these lies to scuttle out of my head.Enough.I cannot bear any more posing.