Sleep

Sleep is like an airbag,

like a cushion through all your years.

It always gives you energy,

and can even dry your tears.

It may often be corrupt,

with dreams of guilt and fear.

But the purpose of our sleep,

must always be kept clear.

So I'll inflate my airbag,

then close my eyes and drift away.

I'll let the sleep be my cushion,

from the pains I feel each day.

So I wrote another poem.

But before I post it.

I gotta give you some background.

These are not actual feelings I have for someone.

Cuz I don't have anyone.

But these are feelings I could have for someone.

I didn't have to ever meet you,

before I'd say "I love you too".

You've always lived so far away,

but that don't matter my love still stays.

I do anything to hold you in my arms,

just to keep you from all world's harms.

I don't care how you look or what you weigh,

I'll still love you more each day.

So girl I write this poem for you,

so when we meet you'll know I love you.

FYI

Ok just so you all know whats goin on.

I imported all my posts from emotional blissfulness.

And put them on emotional comatose,

Mostly because I couldn't get it to work.

And then changed the name of this one to Emotional Blissfulness

So now it has everything.

Enjoy!

Down

So lately.

I've been sad.

I hate it.

I'm so sick of feeling self-pity.

So I'm done.

I quit.

Sadness, you lose.

I'm not sad anymore.

I don't know what is going to make me happy.

I guess I'll find something new everyday.

But I will find something.

Goodbye gloom.

Hello happiness.