Once I thought
"I just ought
To sleep "
And everything will go away.
So ,
I slept through hardships
Through my childhood.
Even slept
Through what could have been good memories
Had I lived in the moment
I slept soundly
Never to wake;
At least not willingly
What difference did it make?
I felt that those moments
Of peace
When my mind surrendered
And thought of nothing
No pain
No heartbreak
No disappointments
I slept till
Technically,
I never existed.
If I look back, I can't see myself
I wasn't there
But every sleep
Eventually ends
And with it
Comes the painful realisation,
It was all an illusion.
When I woke,
My problems , worries and insecurities
We're still there
Waiting for me patiently
As though they never left.
I will never sleep!
