I turned off my lights
climbed in bed.
Lay there repeating things in my
head.
Is it crazy that I sleep alone
but don't want to.
Not because of my age.
Not because I want somebody
its mostly because I don't want to
get locked in a door in my brain and
loose the key on the way.
Maybe I drag people along to comfort me
emotionally. Help me eventually find my
key on the way.
So I can flee from this thing called reality....