There was a brief period of time when I slept.
Solid sleep that made my body heavy and my mind light.
When I closed my eyes I saw nothing behind my lids,
heard nothing, felt nothing.
When her quiet heavy breathing lulled me away from the dark thoughts in my brain.
When her body was comforting and peaceful,
and not something that I was trying to cling to.
Now when the clock gleams 3am I can feel the burden of thought creeping in.
With memories of Mothers and Fathers, and the weight of guilt.
I get up, walk down the creaky steps, sip some room temperature water,
and wish there was a sedative for my soul.
