Soulfood Sundays

[ BREATHE ]  The best thing about being insomniac is witnessing the sun rise,  whilst sitting outside reflecting on your being.  Thinking about those who are lost in their dreams, Those who just came out of work,  The many that just came back from groove whilst others plan second locations.  Being insomniac feels like you are the world's security. The only man awake and conscious enough to gather the pieces to make the day whole again.  But sometimes, it feels like you the only one who didn't get a hug from the universe that day. The neglect and the wait, thinking that if you are asleep you might miss the hug,  Thinking that if you are asleep, things will pass you by, Thinking that staying awake will bring peace, but the oblivion takes you into an abyss.  I yearn to sleep like the days I came out of the womb.  The days that sleeping was part of my schedule , my routine, my recharge.  Now it feels like a constant battle between sleeping e...