You can sleep and I don’t
Telling I’m telling it’s so telling
Weeping while you’re sleeping
Until the burn subsides eyelids crawling careful creeping
Growth and now I turn my head
Lessons learned on lines pondered in bed
Fading excitement turns into care
It’s a good process leading to extra prayers
Love is more than the surface it’s deep hidden yet bare
You sleep and I’m up processing cares.
Emotion Dough 