Late night,
Still awake.
Heavy blankets,
Tired body,
Restless mind.
Dark thoughts,
Closing in.
Circling,
Tightening,
Darkening.
Screaming,
Fighting,
Swimming,
Drowning.
Waiting to see,
It pop up,
On my screen.
A message from her,
My saving grace,
My light in the dark.
Instead,
Only silence.
Surely she's just,
Asleep,
Or maybe busy.
She wouldn't be,
Ignoring me.
It's late,
She's tired.
Just let her,
Sleep.
She needs it.
