I hate night times, normally I lay awake with no sleep on the horizon, my mind kicks in and starts to play games, my memories play over and over, I start to question everything I have ever done wrong, it never stops,
Last night thought, sleep came fast, so exhausted, so tired, my body finally gave in, , now I wonder whether dreams are better then the thoughts, last night made me question it more then ever,
My eyes feeling heavy, I felt my body relax,
Feeling the blankets falling over my body, Feeling warmth set in,
I feel sleep coming over my soul,
What feels like a short time later, frustrated, I wish I could have slept longer,
I open my eye’s, I feel my body move, I sit on the edge of the bed,
Grabbing my water, I down a drink, and head to the bedroom door,
Opening the door, I find myself back in bed, confused, I sit back up, adjust the blankets,
Thinking I must be confused and still half asleep,
I lay down once again, closing my eye’s, I allow sleep to fall over me,
A noise startles me, I open my eye’s, I roll over, I sit up,
Might as well check the mini humans whilst I am awake,
I head to the bedroom door, opening the door, I find myself back in my bed,
Frustrated, confused, am I awake, or am I asleep, I don’t know where I am,
Which world do I belong too?
It feels like I am awake, but I am not, or am I awake but not?
All I want is to either sleep, or be awake, not the in-between,
I don’t like this confusion, I don’t like this not knowing,
Taking that drink, walking to the bedroom door,
Opening it, it all felt so real, yet how was I back in my bed?
Next time I wake, I shall just lay here, in the hope of knowing,
Instead a nightmare set in, taking me to a place that has never happened,
Nor have I been, but the fear was real, the pain was felt,
I loathe bed time, I loathe laying in bed,
never knowing where the next moment will take me or my mind
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