Sleepwalking Through Life

A Poem

Delicate layered petals - Photo by Neeqolah Creative Works on Unsplash

When I reach
the edge of sleep
easeful thoughts
escape my mind
and search for rest
is wasted time.

When I push for
deeper sleep
I arrive in a harder space
where I recall the
wreckage of
an endless string
of choices I have made.