The Unsettled Stillness Of The Mind.

Find the void. It has become my nighttime mantra. Chamomile tea, warm milk and honey have no sway with these torments. Trust in the comeing of the dawn I have told myself. Yet even that is begining to fade. I scream out a silent curse . For a full nights rest. I hate the night. My body starts to function on a semi robotic state . No longer human and definetly not artifical intellegence. As I toss in the night, be it in the cold depths of winter or the sweltering heat of summer, the blankets always end up on the floor my body covered in a sheen of sweat
Come to me Morpheus, I beseach you task the nebuchanezer to my chambers,depart with me safely ensconsed with in the embrace of sleep.
WoundedBear WoundedBear
41-45, M
2 Responses Jul 6, 2011

In the darkness of my mind even the howls of cerebus or the torments of those in hades seem quiet. Sleep will find me or it will not. I thank you for the kind and generous thoughts <br />

I have been here before but could never so poetically or elegantly put it into words as you have. I wish your mind peace and calm and your body and soul the rest it seeks .

I hope your mind can rest and you can find peace in your slumber.