I want to sleep, a dreamless slumberNot the kind that’s been bothering me for a very long time.
And keeping me awake for most of the nights
Sleeping seemed to be a punishment.
Punished with weird dreams, of fear and sorrows
Yet I couldn’t remember the torture that I went through when I woke up
I consider the ones who sleep well to be the most blessed ones.
They forget everything for a few hours,
And give in to the luxury of relaxed muscles and vaccum and beautiful dreams
Cursed are the ones like me, who can not even give in to that luxury....................................
O Sleep.... i miss thee!
