Bedtime?
the dead time
sleep,
but the dreams wake you
and they shake your subconscious

if they don't
what are you?

I am veins
a heart,
a drumming
an ache
to take your mind off
what really hurts,

you'll deny me
but I am within
you
and when it's bedtime
it's my time.

Angels pester me
the devil confides in me
it's hard to make out
the truth,

but at my age
it's hard to make out
at all