Eyes you look at me

but not for long for as I speak.

Your eyes start to fall and once closed

you won’t want to wake up again.

For it’s late and you want to sleep in the land of softness.

where everything seems to feel just right, where sleep last for a good eight to nine hours.

You want this as night becomes morning and,soon the softness will be replaced with the some times harsh reality.

People will come at you and you’re not quite ready for them as your brain tries to truly wake up.

You can’t seem to understand why anyone would want to be up this early.

I mean yea its 11am but sometimes sleeping in is nice.

So the day goes on and you don’t seem to be awake at all and once home your still tired but dragging on.

Until you and sleep meet again then you smile and the lights go out again.

And I whisper good night in hope, your dreams will bring you some peace reality couldn’t.


Written By: Deirdre Stokes



Published by mywords2228

I love to write poetry and reading tons of books. I've starting to explore writing fiction so I hope you enjoy my work.

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