The clouds rolled in,
My sickness fled.
I brushed my grin,
And climbed in bed.

Off I go,
I wonder where,
My eyelids know.
I say my prayers.

The silence,
Over-comes my sense,
Reliance,
On the light is spent.

Breath is steady,
Heart rate slow,
Body ready,
Mind and soul.

Slow I drift, deep,
And dream,
Surprises creep,
Within the seems,

Of my lashes,
Stitched so tight,
REM shield hatches,
Dream each night.

I never could,
Quite recall,
When sleep overtook,
My wakeful fall.

BUT TONIGHT:

Deep in thought,
Ever still,
Escape will not,
Be found until,

I die, I'm dead,
But still I try,
To rest in bed,
To shut my eyes.

To rest in peace,
But peace won't come,
Least not for me,
The restless son.

My parents always,
Would remark,
My youthful follies,
In the dark.

Too afraid,
Or hyper to sleep,
I never made,
An effort to keep;

Keep track of time,
What time is it?
The moon has climbed,
The sun has slipped.

It must be that,
That time to sleep,
Pull down my hat,
And count some sheep.

I heard that's best,
To quickly sink,
The time-held test,
No need to think.

Just count away,
One sheep, two.
Goodbye long day,
Hello dreams new.