Sleep

By rob2e | April 19, 2008
Under: Poetry, lryics and shit.

Sleep, the greatest
Sleep, fantastic
Sleep, ever the escape
Sleep, the unconscious smile
During sleep there is nothing
No worry, no confusion
No panic, no desperation
No hate, no cause
No pain, no feeling
Nothing
An empty canvas to paint
A stone to chisel
An empty page
An abyss to create
Sleep is the drug
Sleep is the friend
The only friend
Sleep never fails
Sleep takes care
Sleep keeps
The enemy is consciousness
Consciousness is not sleep
Awake
Conscious thought is peril
Thought creates thought
It is too easy to think
It is difficult to not think
When awake, there is no sleep
Sleep must return
Sleep can cure
Sleep can nurture
Sleep can help
Sleep is ultimate
Sleep forever
Soon
Forever
Sleep