The blinks are getting longer,
The thoughts are getting shorter,
The energy has been depleted.
I am ready to recharge under
The envelope of the unconcious.
My mind wants to stay awake,
Puzzling my inner angst and
Sending my emotions into a frenzy.
There is no rest for the anxious demon
That lives behind the solemn walls
Of my Id castle of solitude.
I am ready to rejoice in slumber,
To turn it all off and go to auto-pilot
So that I may rest to face another day.
Always hoping that I might awaken
And the little monster will
Have acquired a new residence
Elsewhere.
