• I am old and tired

    withered

    stressed

    disgruntled

    That seductive slumber calls to me

    beckons me

    pulls me

    tempts me

    Sometimes I want to fly far far far away

    where no one will know

    where no one will care

    where no one will see

    Sometimes I want to cut myself

    stab myself

    injure myself

    in someway

    Sometimes I want to just end it

    in the temple?

    across the neck?

    the wrists?

    Sometimes I wish for a coma

    a stasis

    a trance

    Something

    Something

    Something that will join me with slumber

    Slumber that I cannot wake from

    Slumber that will not bother me

    Slumber that eases me

    consoles me

    consumes me

    Sometimes...