Sleep
It is like the ghost that haunts me
Only worse.
The ghost will listen to me.
Sleep never does.
She taunts me
Like a woman who wants to seduce my husband.
She gives him slumbers so peaceful
So silent and lovely.
She taunts me and pulls my dreams to tattered bits
Then keeps me awake for days on end.
My slumbers end in a dark prison room
Always cold
Always alone
Always awake.
We’re not friends Sleep and I.
I used to think it was my nocturnal nature,
But now I know it is because
Sleep hates me for something I did
In the past
And fired up her jealous heart
To the point where she is only thinking of revenge.
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I fixed a pot of coffee,
As Nigel the Ghost said, “Sleep doesn’t give a crap what you do Vampire. You’re too busy and you drink too much coffee.”
Maybe so but I’m not going to admit anything to a ghost.
~ Juliette aka Vampire Maman
Vampire Maman 