Oh elusive sleep,
Why won't you meet me tonight?
I am so tired...so weary.
But the moment I close my eyes,
My heart and mind only races
And a multitude of thoughts begins to forcefully swirl inside my head.

What is it that's come over me?
These past few days have been so happy
And yet, these past few nights I liken to the feel of sheer unadulterated terror.

I yearn to drift off into the mists of my own subconscious,
To dwell there carelessly from midnight to dawn at least.
My days until recently were so calm and predictable
And now each concentrated thought is so much of a struggle for me.

Oh elusive sleep, I beg of you to find me.
Let me drift off to dream where my tormented soul may be restored.
Encroach yourself rapidly upon my conscious mind and set me free...
Free to dream of feeling I've not felt,
A smile and a warmth I so desire.
Again, I beg you
Set me free!

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