In Darkness

It’s been said that my sleep is “dark” because my eyes are shut, and of course that is a great point. But then humour is often a pill that cures all…

…There’s more to it though.

Darkness isn’t a lack of light, it’s a space void of life, air, hope and dreams. You can exist there, but it’s no way to live.

I dread sleep because I enter this void; moreover though, I dread waking and still being stuck within it. Escape is possible, so they tell me. Yet I simply don’t see how. There’s no map to the maze and the fact remains that, well it remains factual.

So in darkness we sit and idly chat…