Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Doctor Snooze by Jurnee Ware

Some people say sleeping is the one place you can escape from the hurt,
But I say it's where it hurts the most
Because right before your eyes are no longer useful, and all you hear is suddenly drowned out.
You think your deepest thoughts
About the one thing that makes you happiest.

But in fact, at that moment, that thing makes you the saddest.
It makes you think that another night is going to pass by without him lying next to you.
And as you sleep, you dream of what could be
What should be,
What you want it to be,
And when the world is yet again clear,
And the sun shines through your window.

A tear runs down your face,
Because you realize you're alone
Better yet, lonely,
Surrounded by so many people,
But wishing it was just him.

And the day his hand touches yours,
The day his eyes meet with yours,
And the day his lips sweep yours
Will be the day you can enjoy your sleep,
With his body next to yours.

But for now,
Sleep is just closure.
Sleep is your therapy.
Sleep won't hide your feelings
But embrace them.

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