Oh sleep, stop the boredom of day,
the tedious sighs of dismay,
the drudgery of life,
work, toil and strife,
let the weary frayed mind drift away.
Oh dreams, make consciousness fade,
the sameness, the dreary charade,
I’ll welcome the night,
doze off in delight,
as realities’ thoughts masquerade.
Oh night, bring relief to my soul,
from that same boring rigmarole,
It’s hard to contend,
with days that wont end,
in repose the mind can unroll.
Oh slumber, help fantasy reign,
let dreams halt the days I disdain,
I’ll wake up in sorrow,
begrudging tomorrow,
then reluctantly face it again.