Mind askance with everyday worries,
no respite or relief from their never ending onslaught.
The end of the day brings nothing
but the cries of this endless cycle
coming to fruition
in a ceaseless cacophony.
When had they allowed their thoughts to consume them
to the point of insanity?
Fatigue becomes the norm
and the dull tresses of life
become full blown as the days pass by.
What once brought them happiness,
doesn’t even merit a second glance.
The sun shining outside had never looked so demonic
until they had stepped out
and faced its wrath
with black rimmed eyes and a clouded mind.
A sleeplessness so deep in their bones,
it creeps into their everyday life
and inhibits their ability
to seek that gentle mistress
once the velvet darkness of the night eventually comes around.
Those few hours of sleep
become a luxury few and far between.
It is only in those few minutes
right before falling asleep and just before waking up
that they can find a true peace of mind.
Thoughts muddled enough to never be fully coherent
and worries of the day not yet taking root.
It is only in those moments where one is truly reborn,
in which the world is brand new
and their mind is but a clean slate.
Ignorance is bliss
and they seek it out
just like an addict chases their next high.
