Emotions

Dreamer Without Sleep

I'm a dreamer without sleep,

Hours pass by,

with visions of another world,

I watch with bloodshot eyes.

I wake up the next day,

six in the morning,

and I regret staying awake, up late

so I'm left mourning,

for the sleep I missed out on,

to day dream at night and listen to a few songs.

I'm asleep without dreaming,

I'm surrounded by darkness,

all is calm,

all is still,

all is quiet,

apart from the soft slow beat of my heart and light snoring.

I wake up the next morning,

annoyed with the boredom of my rest,

no dreams, no visions, no colour,

the blackness is what I detest.

I am a dreamer without sleep,

and asleep without dreaming.