Saturday, November 10, 2012

A Protector or No?

Sleep
People seek it after long days
And an escape
To refresh

It calms them and renews,
Always waiting to take all into its welcome arms,
And turns away the blues
What breaks that is only your alarm.

But is it really all that nice?
They come to it, and then what?
Nightmares...
That's how it repays you

Now is it in the wrong for doing this?
You go to it expecting everything
Complaining when sleep is not perfect
Expectations of something giving freely

Humanity shows itself in every aspect of life
Stipulations?
Anger?
Thankfulness should be shown toward that which gives freely

Slumber of the Souls

All sleep
All tire
And all yearn for...
Slumber

Not all survive Slumber,
Some do not even try
And others crumble into dust against its power
And they blow away, into the piles of dust

There is the upper sleep, and then the lower Slumber..
Upper is that of tired and exhaustion to seek refresh and new
And..
The lower is one of Slumber of the mind and sole and heart
A peace of some sort
But also
A punishment

To never have a care
Never know any pain
Or any love
Is a great punishment indeed