sleep

It’s time for me to rest,

It’s time for some relief.

The time when my mind,

Can finally sleep.

But that’s all changed now,

That’s no longer the case.

If I’m looking for rest,

That’s no longer the place.

It should be my solace,

Where one can find peace.

But that gift was taken,

And stolen from me.

Now it’s full of things,

Like unknowns and “what if”s,

Like memories and pains,

Questions, and guesses. 

I long for my rest,

I long for release.

Now it’s just a bed,

Where I once used to sleep.