The darkness mocks me
from the window.
My mind mocks me
in the house.
My bed mocks me
in my
sleeplessness.

My mind continues
to
churn,
replay,
regroup.

Was I too…
Should I have
answered…
What would be the
result
if
I ….

The restlessness of
uncertainty…
The driving worry
of caring.

There is so much
to do
to be
to become
to change
to hope
to give.

Finally I realize
that this
is all
within.
That this
is all taking
away
from
who I am
What I am
What I can be.

I can feel things
fade away.
The nagging thoughts
drive on down
the
road.

I am becoming at
peace again.

The darkness welcomes
my sleep from the window.
My mind turns into
a sanctuary of
peace and quiet.
My bed welcomes
me
back to be
at rest.
To feel at home,
once again.