The beauty of being asleep

Is, it’s the only time I can’t feel pain

I know it’s dark

But when I’m awake I’m exhausted

My legs hurt

My head hurts

My throat hurts

It’s just _painful_

The beauty of being asleep

Is, you can find answers

Of what you want

And what you can create

And memories

You can never seem to recover

When you’re awake

The beauty of being asleep

Is, you can do what you want

Without someone standing behind you

Shaking her head

And without the sharp words ‘I’m not proud of you’

The beauty of being asleep

Is, you can uncover

Your true feelings

About anyone

There are so many things I’ve wanted to say

That I’ve only ever said

Asleep