DO WE DIE IN OUR SLEEP

sleep..! they say, let it take over your eyes like blankets from the sky.

you must sleep before your slumber dissapears into the abyss.

as the wind dances upon your skin, and messes through your hair, you must close your eyes and let the sleep sink in.

let it calm you and let you dream a little of a lover you never had 

let it let you meet someone you have lost

i whisper sweet nothings that i forget in the morning and return back only when the early hours of the day break out .

not even when the sun or moon can be seen

instead i rely on the silence, who's done nothing but try to comfort me but has failed miserably, again.

i am not really sure if i say things i mean

they say i love the night time, for it gave away shadows and holes to hide.

but do we remember who are we in our sleeps at night?

and every thing you see in light is mere illusions of the site.

you are not even a body right? and one day every thing will turn to white.

what if the death is life?

but who are you when its all cold?

who are you when you are alone?

who are you when you break?

who are you when you die?