To Sleep

To hide away.
To feel nothing.
To never grow
Ill, or
Sad, or
Lonely, or
Scared, or
Scarred.
To sing by myself.
To dance all alone.
To pour myself out,
All in a melody.
A gentle
Easy
Rhythm.
To "move on."
To laugh.
To sleep,
But not to dream.
To only see light.
To never speak,
Only think.
All of these actions,
These simple actions,
Could be mine.
All it would take,
Is to swallow that
Bottle
Of
Pills.