Wednesday, January 30, 2013

At night everything is different
because when the sun goes down
your dreams will fold a paper boat
even if you want to drown

On moonlit water you will sail
through the dark depths of your soul
moonlight trickles down on you
filling the gaping hole

At night everything is different
because when the stars come out
you will be able to forget
the thoughts that were so loud

Under soft sheets you will lie
don't think of how much you've wept
what's so good about sleeping is
it's like dying, but not dead.