I want to sleep;
I want to sleep with the thought of peace in my mind.
Instead of the thoughts always running through my mind,
Instead of worry I yearn for wonder.
I want to sleep with the thought of curiosity;
Like the days of the past years,
Years I can’t go back for but I dream of when I sleep.
My dreams consist of what I wish my life was.
I want to go to sleep;
But I wish to sleep forever,
Because when I sleep I dream, and when I dream;
I finally get to live.
[This is a reposted edited version of a previous poem of mine.]
when all we have is spent–
what will we have left?
people once before us–
i walked down the street
the streets i once used to know
filled with regrets and heavy with burdens
of what once happened here
i walked down the street
a block or so down
I believe in god even though I may know he doesn’t exist
I know the mountains were not formed by him
Instead it is the science in the world
The reason we are here in this moment
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