After staying up late to watch season 2 of Stranger Things for 3 days in a row, I am feeling the effects of not enough sleep. So, in the spirit of sleep deprivation, I thought I would share my poem about sleeping.
Sleep
You and I are like strangers
passing by on the midnight train
I catch a glimpse of you and
Memories come flooding back
To times of joy and laughter
Times where possibilities feel endless
Of course, in this moment I forget
I forget the sorrow and the terror
I only remember all of the good
Warm embraces, long talks, and
A lot of strange coincidences
That always ended in happiness
You exit the train abruptly
As if you weren’t supposed to be there
I open my eyes and see only reality
The sounds aren’t as sweet, nor are
The sights as bright and warm
I long for your warm embrace once more