Sleeping in

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.