Trouble sleeping

i toss and turn at night, I talk when i sleep at night, that's why i write so deep, it gives me sight when i sleep, like a  single candlelight walking along the long dark cave at night, the smoke puts right away to sleep, it closes my third eye when i sleep, thats why i can't sleep, counting sheep, what do i do when i reach infinity, i drift into a place where i have never been before, it is 4 in the morning, it feels like it is 2, but dreams are where my body stays and sleep, it is where the mind roams free, the third eye turned on, no time, no space, nothing, our connection to the unknown, the unconscious mind awakens, walking on the lake, everything is blurry, i walk on water and sail into the harbour, i walk up a little pass 2 plus 4, my feet are dripping water all over the floor.

Stop and think

It would be nice,
to really experience life,
to sail to somewhere today,
to an island that still has not yet been named,
stay on the beach and lay,
all day, to where the sun is out every morning of each day,
feel the ocean beach spray,
when it is done, sleep and do it again the next day.

What a life,
I would die for that,
risk everything for that,
why not?
you're gona die anyway,
why not struggle a little,
dream a little,
meditate a little,
sing away the pain of yesterday,
dream about the rainbow tomorrow,
and wave goodbye to all your sorrows,

No more getting up at 5 am to be at work at 8,
no more boss bitching when you are late,
no more unsatisfied check,
no more regrets,
no more winters,
no more traffic jams,
no more slavery.