In the stillness of night, when the world drifts away,
I lie wide awake, as the shadows hold sway.
The clock’s gentle ticking, a metronome’s song,
Each second a whisper, where silence feels wrong.

The weight of my thoughts, like a tide that won’t cease,
Crashing and swirling, I search for release.
Memories flicker, like candles in gloom,
Each flame a reminder of dreams left to bloom.

I close my tired eyes, but the darkness runs deep,
A restless companion that steals all my sleep.
The moon casts its glow on the worries I keep,
As I wander through echoes, through valleys of steep.

Fingers entwined with the fabric of time,
I reach for the solace, the peace that feels prime.
But the night wraps around me, a cloak made of fears,
And the silence grows louder, as it fills up with tears.

Oh, to drift on the currents of slumber so sweet,
To dance with the stars, to feel light on my feet.
Yet here in the shadows, I grapple and yearn,
For the comfort of dreams, for the stillness I burn.

But in this sleepless realm, where the mind runs amok,
I find fragile moments, like keys in a lock.
A glimpse of the dawn, as the night starts to fade,
A whisper of hope in the darkness I wade.

So I’ll cradle the hours, embrace the unknown,
In the heart of the night, I’ll learn to be grown.
For even in wakefulness, there’s beauty to find,
In the stillness of night, I’ll discover my mind.

Until next time,
Toodle pip,
Yours a sleep deprived Lainey.