Not another restless night
Lying awake in the pitch black
Listening to the sound of my own breathing
Hearing it quicken as minutes ticked by
The world did not seem to exist
Only me and the battle of my thoughts
Fighting for dominance over me

But I still feel the breeze of the fan
Blowing the hair out of my face
Still buried in a blanket
Feeling the softness of satin
The comfort of home
Letting thoughts pass by
And off to sleep at last