I want to sleep
And never wake up. 
Most days. 
Some days?
A lot of days. 

I want peace. 
Of mind. 
Of body. 
Of spirit. 
Of every fucking thing. 

Which is — 
Unattainable. 
Unaccountable. 
Unachievable. 
At least for now. 

I don’t want dreams. 
Nightmare hellscapes. 
Unholy disturbances. 
Raging disruptions. 
Evil corruptions. 

I want to sleep
And never wake up. 
Slip off into forever
Without an end
And without a guide. 

I want to rest. 
Finally. 
Forever. 
Return to the stars,
Recycle my energy. 

It will happen,
Just not today. 
For tonight I sleep,
Fitfully, restlessly. 
Temporarily. 

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