My curtains always remained tightly shut
as if the light outside my window would
somehow be blocked from crawling in.
They fail to do their bidding.
As the first ray of sun hits my droopy eyes
I leave the land I have lived for the past hours.
The fairies, wizards, villains are
left behind with not even goodbye
And so I gradually squint open my eyes
to find myself back in the ordinary,
back atop a hard mattress and a
pillow which mothered my head
as the long hours of darkness
evaded our world
No smile streams across my face.
I want nothing more than to return to my land
which none other can ever explore.
Still I kick my legs about in my bed
and stretch out my mind for the day’s long run
I slip off my covers and reach my toes toward the
hard wooden floor.
Only a few hours until I live again.
