Sleep is my Friend
        by: Boowriter  (boofarmer@Writing.Com)
I wake up each day
With great expectations
I really can't say
Without hesitations

What makes me okay
It's imaginations
Of wanting to stay
In my own creations

But when the day's done
It's always the same
It wasn't much fun
It's a stupid game

I play it so much
It's become routine
Else I would lose touch
And become insane

It's like a disease
Like a malady
But it helps to ease
My reality

I don't like to work
Or go without sleep
Sometimes it's absurd
The hours I keep

But I do what I can
To make ends meet
I do have a plan
To get on my feet

It's an illusion
Just a pipe dream
Unwelcome intrusion
That makes it seem

Like nothing is real
It's ALL just a dream
Sometimes I just feel
Like life's a big scheme

But then I take rest
And wake up anew
That's when I feel best
I'm not feeling blue

I've dreamed all my dreams
And sorted it out
Somehow I release
What I'm worried about

It's a big cycle
That never does end
When life becomes frightful
Then sleep is my friend

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