sleep v. peace

sleep. i don’t need it… sometimes. most of the times i go to bed it is in the time period that everyone else is dead asleep. that is my favorite time of day. the world is dead and i am so alive. i thrive off of the silent, dark nights. 4am is the closest thing to heaven. this time of the day breads the written masterpieces, the stellar homework, and my peace. my peace is derived from tranquility. it is derived from those few sane moments i get to experience daily. some say that i deserve more than i get. with every cell in my body, with every breath in my lungs, and with every tear in my eyes, i cherish these few serene hours. i sleep when times get tough. i sleep when the world has been flipped upside down. i sleep to forget. i do not sleep during the hours that grant me what i deserve most — peace.