I have slept in, missing the sun,
I excuse the fact I don’t see morning.
Pain crept in when I was done:
before my dreams started forming.
By the time I wake, I make a mistake
and start to feel bad for my self.
I face my self, taking my mind away
to a place that seems to always help.
I sleep away my day to dream of change.
My eyes stay shut as my mind opens.
I enter my mind and set the stage
and try to feel the way I was hoping.
I sleep in only to waste my day
in a quiet state and a single place.
When will I wake, what will I say?
I rise to my feet at an easy pace.