I slept yesterday.
And woke up today,
feeling strange and a change.
Things don't seem right.
Over the moon but not alright.
Like being dazed after kissing.
Can't pinpoint what's missing.

I slept yesterday.
Oh did I sleep yesterday?
No whereabouts of loadful thoughts my mind carries.
No brain burning like a non stop ferris.
Since heartbreak' s birth, my eyes have been the guard.
What just happened, oh my God?

I slept yesterday.
Just as the dead.
A burglar broke into my head.
Wholesailed all my anxieties.
Must be a kleptomaniac.
Left me not a penny nor my honey.
So I want to give him money.
For emptying my chaotic head.
Leaving a piece of neat peace.

I slept yesterday.
So I don't care if he'd be in denial.
I'd hug him after the trial.
Save him, sentence the stolen love instead.
Cos those yesternights, I was a slave to love.
But yesterday, I slept like a master.
And so If I'm asked, was that beautiful, was that peaceful?
I'd say yes!
For the first time in years.

Epilogue
Outer peace was unguarded.
The inner peace is fenced.
I used to live peace in pain.
Peace directed to pain.
That was peace with uncertainty.
This is painless peace.

Can't find the pain, much to my dismay.
I believe, it was all swept away.
There's no pain in peace.
The pain left me.
And I'm left with peace.
Today, it's all peace and peace.
If today it's all peace and peace,
It's because I slept yesterday.