When I Sleep

I go to bed when the time feels right. It could be day, could be night.
To the realm of sleep I venture.
I take the pills that place me there, I lay in a timeless snare.
In my slumber nothing is relevant, no sense to be made.
I try to piece together what it means, this peculiar thoughts are just simple dreams.
As I awake to find the familiar place of reality, I slowly gain my mentality.

Good Night.

-Dylan W. Meyer

06/27/12 - 4:28am

(I don’t like poem-esque writing)

I also put on the Diablo II OST when I sleep.

This is a man’s meal, except whoever took this picture isn’t a man… The coffee isn’t black.

This is a man’s meal, except whoever took this picture isn’t a man… The coffee isn’t black.