Sleepwalker

I am a person of shadows

and sometimes I feel

best at home

in the drouzyness of the night.

Taking in every bit of the dark

as to wake me,

get me out my slumber

without confronting me with real life.

It seems strange to me

that this is the time

sleep calls on us

and brings us into a state of unconsciousness,

while I want to be conscious,

and breathing, and awake.

i want to taste the night

with my fingertips,

with my whole being

and let imagination devour me

before a slumber sets

with the early morningsun.

Taking me to dreams

that should only be dreamed in the soft light of day.

So sleep eludes me

and rhytme repels me,

but I still find myself,

every time,

to be a slave to the desires

of the world and not my own.

Maybe one day 

I will find a way to understand

and become truly what I am by default.

A sleepwalker.