Hours sailing by in the cloak of midnight's shadow
The moon sinks downward outside my window
Dawn will break soon
Life will return to the world again
And this darkness and silence
Will remain within
I do not have the luxury of sleep
I do not get any breaks from my
Conscious
Thinking,
Noisy brain
I do not know how I am still functioning
Let alone as sane as I still seem to be
But of course I could always be kidding myself
Sanity has never really been a part of me
I am trapped in a state of limbo
Floating
Drifting
Fading
The sun will assault my world soon
The people will rise and make commotion soon
And with the final goodbye of the moon
Here I will lie, black holes for eyes
Wondering what I can do to silence
My
*******
Head
Other than the obvious, because
I'm not ready
Right now,
To be dead.