The Poetry Project: Day 5

{image via Restart my Heart}

All Alone
by Leigh Hewett

I love to drift off to sleep
where I can lay still except for
a wink as thoughts flip
and my eyelashes brush my cheek
and it's just me.

With dry pillows and sleepy sheets
Where the burden of dreams
sits heavy in my head.

As if comfort could reside
within my own spirit.

I trust myself completely
when I am asleep.

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