sleep eludes me some nights.

these nights my mind is adrift and I can’t get it to settle down.

thoughts are riding on currents that are half dream half truths.

scattered images become intertwined with these thoughts and create their own sense of reality.

as morning nears that reality starts to resemble a sliver of a dream I can’t quite remember.

i’m left with the impressions they’ve made but unable to make sense of what they mean.

as the evening closes and dawn comes I breath a sigh of relief.

however i know it i know it will repeat it self again.

for now i have this reprieve.