Blinded by the dark
Stark reality unveiled
Each morning, I lose the light as I blink away the night
Comfort torn from flailing hands
Clinging desperately to serenity in sleep
There, in sweet slumber, is where I am met with light
Overflowing possibilities and never-ending flight
In my dreams, I see a thousand faces
Unburdened by reality, cloaked in ethereal shields of gold
Here, in sweet slumber, we are safe
With the dawn of sunrise and showers of light sweep the Earth
I am plunged once again into darkness
To stand my ground against the harsh truth of life
To count down the clock to unconsciousness, whichever form it takes
And the gifted serenity in sleep.