As half the world is fast asleep,
The other half is full of life
Yet I am here, the in between
Neither woke nor in the depths of sleep
The little yawns escape my mouth
As I fight the urge to close my eyes
To let the trance consume me whole
And all the world becomes a dream
This time of day I rarely see
With anything but my closing eyes
Unconsciousness and other realms
That take me far but leaves me here.
Thank you for reading.
