Sweet Slumber

Lying quietly in the dark,
head on pillow,
waiting for sleep.
The body relaxes,
the mind begins to drift
but the brain synapses
will not stop firing 
their negative thoughts.

Sweet slumber 
I see you hiding just beyond
that gossamer veil

Come for me,
take me into your arms
and rock me gently,
till my eyes grow
weary and my body slackens
Sleep, 
do you not hear me calling to you gently, 
relentlessly, begging for
release from the whirling dervish of my thoughts?



©annettealaine
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