Going Down For The Night

Going down for the night. Sleep is the long awaited ally.

It’s been quite a day. Things unraveled that shouldn’t have.

Nothing more that can be done. Nothing more to save from the ruin.

Lie awake. Pray for sleep.

Pray that dreams come. Dreams of peace and serenity.

Fear. Never has the hope for tomorrow, ever been more powerful than now.

This is where it leaves. Consciousness slips away.

The minds quiet voice talks softly. It’s O.K.

Drifting from reality. The subconscious comes out to play.

Psychedelic images propelling the dreamer forward. Let loose.

At long last today is yesterday. At long last today is tomorrow.