Sleeping.

Written: January 3, 2008 @ 2:50am

like sleep, i can't see clearly or think coherently.
i got a honey-glazed layer over my eyes.
my head is spinning and my limbs are limber.
i've got feathers for thoughts.
my breathing is slowed and labored.
i'm as calm but deep as the ocean.
my head feels so light and far-gone.
i am floating on clouds of carelessness.
i'm seeing flashes of black and white.
i've been trapped into a thoughts coma.

like sleep, i am only living through my eyes closed.
i got dreams plastered onto my brain.
the thorns and rose petals fall endlessly.
i've touched the halo and the pitchfork.
my angel and devil are mocking.
i got the sun's rays behind the darkness.
my reasons for believing are shadowed by the doubt.
i'm looking at me from a far in a daze.
my mind can't make sense of anything.
i've been trapped into a coffin of my sleepless thoughts.

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i dont know how i typed that poem up. hahaha. i'm hella sleepy but i can't sleep. i thought if i'd write a poem about not sleeping then i'd be able to fall asleep. hahah. wow, my mind is so far off from sleeping isn't it? hahahaha. anyway, i re-read it and it hardly makes sense. but hey thats the beauty of poetry isn't it... bullshit becomes beautiful. loll NIGHT!

xoxo,
Kristine