Sleep consumes my body, my mind.
As I drown in the darkness, silence, loneliness. Peaceful.
Spark the subconscious thoughts that burn into a fiery, detailed picture of what the heart truly wants. No pretending. No faking.
The absolute truth. The real you.
Surrounded by pillows and sheets and blankets. Wrapped up like a cocoon.
Waiting to finally be free. Burst into dreams. Dreaming only the best of dreams never dreamt before.
Until then... Just waiting...
Trapped in your own mind. Locked inside. Can't run away. Can't escape from yourself, your own worst enemy, worst ...