I like to say “Goodnight” aloud,
Every night,
Before I go to sleep
(When I remember).
Not for myself, of course,
But for anyone,
Or anything,
That might be listening.
Not to God,
If that’s what you’re thinking,
Though I am open
To the possibility.
But rather,
To the demons of my day;
My little fears and regrets,
So that they might shut up,
And leave my dreams the **** alone.
Something I actually do, the poem was inspired by a friend's writing