Waiting for sleep, but it's running late. This has been going on for weeks. Sleep can't seem to keep a date. Am I too distracted, or eager for rest. Closing my eyes no longer passes her test. Perhaps I took things for granted when nodding off, was as simple as breathing and gentle as floss. It's not what I expected - waiting here in the night for dreams that won't leave me restless and longing for light. It's time for us to get together - no matter our past. For sleep I'm still hoping, like peaceful slumber, will come to pass.
Life is tough, but hope is tougher.