christopher Shepherd

Tucker, Georgia, USA
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Sleeping is a Time Machine

Sometimes I sleep the night away, speeding towards the end. A time machine to freedom coming just around the bend.
I take that turn and close my eyes, my problems fade away. I drift off to sleep in Never-land and start my dream-like day.
My eyes begin to focus, I’m walking down a road. The sun is bright, I feel at peace, there’s nothing to forebode.
As I walk this country road all shaded by the trees, I notice that it’s warm outside and hear the buzzing bees.
The honeysuckle on the fence spreads perfume in the air. I walk along while smiling as the breeze blows through my hair.
As I focus on the road ahead my mind begins to clear. I take a breath and close my eyes, and shed a thankful tear.
I feel a sudden burst of energy coming from within. This warm gold light inside my chest, I feel like I can win!
With this power flowing through me like a Jedi with the force, I can do all sorts of things, and even fly of course!
As I take a deep breath, I start lifting off the ground. I take off in the air and make a ‘Whooshing’ sound.
I fly so high and swoop so low turbulence be damned. I cruise with speed as I explore this world called Never-land.
All good dreams come to an end as the darkness becomes light. My powers fade as I wake up, It’s time to end my flight…
Sleeping is a time machine, it takes me to the future. It kills the pain and mends me like a temporary suture.
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