I lay here motionless, Staring at the corner
Where the ceiling meets the walls
The clock has long since waved the witching hour goodbye
My eyes are heavy from the exhaustion of another day
My mind, ticking tocking,
the mechanics that keep my eyes from closing
The rest I crave will not arrive
I’ve tried and tried
The medicine won’t let me cry myself to sleep
And so I hurt, I hurt until I can not hurt more
I feel peace, though it is not the one I crave
I want to get away, to escape, to dream
I pray to a God I barely believe in,
That he would give me rest
That the mechanics would wind down
Allow my eyes to close
My being plunged into slumber.
And if, oh wise and wonderful God
You cannot do this for me
Then I offer you the beat of my heart
That you may let me sleep forevermore
Unburdened
Unthinking
Unfeeling
Unknowing
Finally unafraid
Shrink(ing) Violet 