I sleep to escape from reality, From everything that has and will happen.

To sleep so that nothing can harm me, Nothing but death itself.

I sleep so I cannot add to my problems, So no one else can add their problems to mine.

I sleep so that no one can see me, No one can tell something is wrong by looking.

I sleep to pass away the time faster, To pass time, time 'til the day you return.

To sleep so that everything seems alright, So that nothing seems to be going wrong, when it is.

I sleep so that I feel like my life makes sense, So that I feel comfortable being alive.

I sleep so I do not think negative thoughts, So the thoughts I try not to think, dare not thought.

I sleep so I can feel free, To feel free from my life as it is.

I sleep so that no one will know my thoughts, So that no one will ask me about what I do not talk about.

I sleep because my life is a mess, Because no matter how much I wish it did not exist, it does.

Because I refuse to admit there is something really wrong.

Because I refuse to let anyone know what it is I need.

Because I do not like what I am going through,

but most of all, I sleep to hide from myself and my own feelings.