561 (30.12.2015)

I'm yawning and I'm tired once again,
The numb of sleep is spread behind my eyes
I long to hear the sound of falling rain
And feel the waves of sleep in me arise.
The world is but a dream inside my mind
My mind is but a mirror of the world,
I long to search in sleep for what I'll find
As I see all the thoughts in me uncurled.
I'll think a thought and follow where it goes
And let it drag me down where I am free
I feel my body sink between my toes,
As I attempt to give up being me.
I am awake though I wish that I slept,
And wish I was where all my dreams are kept.

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