When my day comes to an end

And my body aches for rest

My mind can no longer fend

Dark thoughts that creep like a pest

Old wounds weep with need to mend

Hope wanes to meet my life quest

My heart shouts out with a plea

As my thoughts begin to sting

My feet feel sharp need to flee

Old regrets rise up to cling

Nowhere to go to feel free

No breeze for my spirit's wing

Let water wash away mess

Clear drops soothe internal ache

Down dark drain goes daily stress

Peels pain like skin of a snake

Towel rub leaves me moaning "Yes"

Feel balance end daily quake

Slip into bedsheet embrace

Face nuzzles soft pillow slope

Woe rockets into deep space

Blankets hold a simple hope

Sleep offers a simple grace

Rest gives me the strength to cope

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