It's ironic that I am writing about sleep...when I can't seem to quiet my mind for a stretch of 5 hours so that I can sleep. My favorite song is Wildflower (by New Birth) simply because of the line, "Be careful how you touch her/she'll awaken/sleep's the only freedom (oh) that she knows". I wrote this after a day of drug-induced sleep which is the only treatment for the vertigo which plagues me.
The drug sleep
The drug sleep is a dreamless sleep
It is a heavy lead blanket that does not heal
but instead, it merely suffocates
and whatever can withstand the suffocation
will survive
It does not heal
I repeat
It does not heal
instead
it offers solace
to make suffering easier
but there is no comfort
and there is no way out
there is just this thick
miasma
of sleep
without dreams
a sinking into an abyss
without dreams
a drowning in silence
without dreams
I'd rather swirl in
vertigo's vortex
than be rendered dreamless
Ive been thinking this same thing. I'd rather swirl in vertigos vortex than be rendered dreamless. This line is priceless. Thank you for this.
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