Sleeping

I would rather be sleeping

Then laying awake in the endless cycle of thoughts

Reliving the past

Reliving the fear, the anguish, the pain and the guilt

 

I would rather be sleeping

Then making lists in my head

Of all the things I have yet to get done

All the things I may never accomplish

 

I would rather be sleeping

Then laying there counting sheep

Trying to figure out

Where everything all went south

 

I would rather be sleeping

Reliving the good parts

Instead of waking up hour after hour

Screaming for it to end

 

I would rather be sleeping

Instead of feeling this broken

My heart a million pieces

Hanging by a thread inside

 

I would rather be sleeping

Then trying to decide

Everyday

Between life and death

Reviews

[ColderWeather]

Choose life…
I felt every word.
Keep writing.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I have been here....done that.
And I feel your writing...
It bores into the soul of another poet...relentlessly.
j.

[willweb]

Let me just say that reading your poems, I hope they are just ideas and not everyday fact. Another one here that rips at heart, that brings the reader to their knees wanting to reach out and say...time to awaken and see what truly waits out there. Though dark I really enjoy your poetry.
And I would like to add...I do know this feeling and didn't feel good at all.

[Red Brick Keshner]

Agreed. And in sleeping write poems that are mostly forgotten in the short time awake, thus signalling another period of sleeping more.