Adolescence and Loss

Ode to Sleep

Sleep, for thou art the ultimate escape.

When I'm with you there is no outside world,

And my conscious writes my deepest thoughts down.

I run to you every night because I can be myself with you, and open up.

You know no sense of time and schedules don't

Matter to you. All that matters is that

When I desire to, I can visit you.

Society tries to regulate us

And tell us when we can see each other,

But I know, day or night, your doors are open.

I have told you secrets that no one else knows.

You show me things that no one else could show.

You are the last safe place that I can go.

You display my fears, my dreams, and omens,

Like holy ghost visions that I use for my poems.

You are a break from the world, much like death,

But I can have you, and still have my breath.

All that matters, when it is said and through,

Is that nothing matters when I'm with you.