Sleep...

Let the sleeping man lie. His head is being filled with what reality can not provide to him. His dreams carry him away from the things that cause him harm when his eyes are wide. The lights and flashing of the outside world brings tears to his eyes and he can't handle what is out there so he sleeps. All day and all night. He doesn't cry out in fear for in this state he is safe. This was his escape. Eyes close and the world is gone and in it's place is his own land where things work for him. No crime, no law enforcement, no evil, no good, no death, no life except for him. He is the lone figure in this place. Him and him alone in a world where things are always one lie from unraveling at the seams.