Fragile Dreams of Nothing

Fragile Dreams of Nothing
As my lids begin to droop,
I don't fight it.
I don't know the time,
but my eyes have shut, 
my day has finally come to an end
My mind is no longer racing.
there is no pain
nor is there comfort
there is no pushing
nor is there hugs
there are no tears
nor are there smiles
there is no yelling
nor is there laughter.
Yet somehow, I am at peace,
with nothing.
But then I wake up,
and realize where I am,
 that's when I cry-
because everything was just a dream.
Life, like dreams is fragile and is not truly what it seems.
And yet, I want to go back there every night
because somehow there is peace in nothing.

                                                                           Sincerely,
                                                                             Aishah


#OctPoWriMo Day 27
Prompt: Sleep and Dreams

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