Sleep

Our anxiousness we lull to rest. Our thoughts become our eyes. Our guards wear down and we confess our fears and doubts that we hide

Things aren’t how they were meant to be. When we sleep we know we’re weak. This world is not as it should be. When we sleep we dream.

We trust and idle disbelieve. We submit and so we see. We fly into another world. We fall into eternity.

There’s more to this life than we see. Fo(u)r (h)ours, fo(u)r we(ek)s we sleep. There’s more to this life than we see. Fo(u)r (h)ours, fo(u)r we(ek)s we dream.

©2008