poetry, writing

Fitful Nights

My heart races, my brain pounds.

Nothing can start to calm me down.

Hours upon hours I ruminate,

Fleeting and separate thoughts flood my mind.

Why is it during these stressful times,

Sleep eludes me and the world keeps spinning?

It just keeps going as I walk the midnight floor.

I force myself back to bed, but it keeps on,

Until finally, a happy memory floods into me.

Why does my mind go back to that one moment?

Is it truly the most blissful memory I have?

While my heart is racing still, my mind slows,

Savoring each moment my mind plays.

Then finally, I calm down, feeling warm

From my extremities to my core.

One question remains, do you remember too?

Then I finally find peace and fall asleep.

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