Sleep is as beautiful as the heaven that shines thru our window apon my wifes
hair as I watch her sleep/I lay still not wanting to wake her/Wishing that it was me resting so peacefully.
Yet it is not to be/Ever since the age of 15, sleep has been my enemy/I toss and
turn,read,post and occasionly masturbate untill my eyes burn/Most men's
souls desire riches and fame/and for me one simple dream is all I yearn.
I was addicted to sleeping pills for over a year at the age of 19/Tuinols to be exact
they made me sleep/but I did not dream/I forgot how to cry/and any laughter was
insane/yet as is true with most things in life I remembered how to scream/
I kicked the habit one day/with the help of my fingers and a telephone/I did it without anyone/you see as I have already mentioned I dont sleep/and those of us who dont/know that you get use to being alone.
So I will lay here for a few more minutes and sleep will come/it usualy does/
at least an hour or two/and watch as the sunlight dances across the walls
and swims thru the sea of air/ and for at a littel while/I can smile/knowing that Heaven is in her hair.
Ps..........I write when I cant sleep.........Dont mean to be a downer.....but it helps and most of you will be asleep anyway.....Sorry about the ones not in my time zone