When We Sleep

There is nothing.
All around me there is nothing.
There is no light.
There is no sound.
Only absence.
There is just
Nothing.
'Sleep'
It whispers.
'You are home'.
I close my eyes.
Are they open?
I cannot tell.
There is just
Nothing.
I drift away.
Or am I still here?
It is all
Nothing.
It is peaceful.
Or is it not?
I can rest.
I let it surround me.
There is
Nothing.