Few times, in my life, have I ever felt this exhausted.
Blow me down like the air pumped into a balloon and I will pop
Mull me over with words and I will implode to nothing
Sink me in the earth with a step and I will cave to dust
Sleep is underrated to the, truly, tired!
The promise of heaven on a pillow where nothing comes in but surrender.
These are the nights that test the soul.
And I stand waking with the promise of dreams while the world slumbers.
Life is messy
Sleep is treasure and my pillow is screaming lullabies that should be quiet
In the place of the mind where the quiet goes to die, I wait
Until tomorrow when the siren blazes another day has come.
Until then, don’t speak or I may blow away.
When steal hearts rust, the breeze is threatening.
Goodnight world. I’ll see you on the other side.