- Books, Literature, and Writing
Under the covers
a great comfort to me.
I find under covers...
no one asks questions.
time is halted
and you are doing exactly as expected.
I crawl under the covers
and at last i am alone
with my own thoughts
or without thought
either way...its my time
its funny how when we were younger
sleep was the thing we fought in the night
i watch the clock
as soon as the little one is settled
i feel i am allowed to escape
into a world of rest and dreams
where anything is possible
sleep is my time just for me
i fall asleep to black and white t.v.
or if the day has been really stressfull...nothing.
Seems it should be a depressing thought
that sleep is something i wait for and welcome
but why should it be?
if its something i do at the apropriate time
in the amound deemed necessary for any functioning adult.
I will welcome thee tonight.
You cannot fight in your sleep
or say things you do not mean.
You dont have to answer questions, or act a certain way
you need not entertain, or cater to another
under the covers, not unlike a womb...
sleep almost has the comfort...........................
of a mother.
Nothing is better to me
than billowy covers
and my favorite pillow.
It is the wakeing that is the worst part.
22 more hours until i can do it again.
Those nights when you cant sleep, those are the worst.
When your sick, over tired, or wide awake.
I used to never be able to sleep at night
But thank heaven i can now.
god, i love to sleep.