Sleep

Another Sleepless night...

Am I doomed to repeat this mental existence...
moonlight illuminating my naked life,
my churning mind bubbling forth my fears and stresses behind my wasted eyes?

Will these cerebral bombardments ever stop,
or,
at least,
diminish in frequency?

Oh, to be able to sleep soundly,
quietly,
perhaps even dreamlessly...
Oh what a rest that would be!

To be alone in my head,
or rather,
to be nothing...
to think nothing...
to Feel nothing...
That would be to sleep.

For me, that would be the peace I need.
In this world, that's the least amount of peace I'd need...
And I could live with that....
well, survive anyway...

Ahh, just to Sleep...
perhaps, Not to dream...