fly home June 28, 2014 saturday - 00:37 sleep is a lover, and the enemy; it is the place i go to to escape. i sink into the darkness, i slip beneath the waves. i fear the nightmares that ride on the wind and rain. i dream, i love, i fly, and run, and scream, and cry, and fight. i live, truly, when my life in the daylight hours is wan and only a shadow. i dream, in the only place that dreams come true. i am a princess, a bride, a queen. i meet friends i will never see again. i am loved. in life, i am broken, sad, and tired. let me sleep, and even if i do not dream, at least the hours slip past without sorrow. diaryland | archive | newest entry | profile
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