Memories float around my head,
as I lie awake wishing for sleep.
Thoughts of love gained and lost,
visions of past lovers calling out my name.
Friendships lasting through it all,
unchanged by jealous girls and silly boys.
An inner child begging to be released,
to fly high on the lonely old swing set.
All the while praying for a visit
from the all too elusive Sandman.
Insomnia perseveres
and fights through the fog of memories.
The most charming of dreams
contend for control of my consciousness.
Dreams of grassy fields and summer days
attempt to whisk me away to a special place.
Fears of success, life and love
pull me in a differing direction.
The tug of war is tiring
and lasts for an eternity,
but the dreams come out victorious.
Tranquility calmly washes over me
and my eyes softly shut.
Thoughts and memories fade away,
as I soundlessly drift to sleep.