While longing for sleep that
While longing for sleep that was once my refuge,
I demand to know why it rejects me so.
The darkness creeps slowly upon me,
taking my mind for a ride. Racing through the
“what ifs” and the “I should ofs” It
drowns out all logic and reason. There
is no exit. As I approach the climax, I need off
Once my eye lids begin to flutter, I
ignore everything of importance.
Not out of ignorance, but for selfish reasons.
The need for tangible things fade as
my demands are met in the peaceful wonderland
- sleep
My mind is finally resting in quiet slumber,
taking shelter from the next day’s attacks
that will enviably lead it back to the never ending cycle.