Staring at the ceiling lost in more thoughts,
Waiting to be encompassed in sleep,
My stomach squirming and tied in thick knots,
My thoughts swirling to fast to count white sheep,
Projections of love, rash decisive acts,
Fly across my minds eye in mere seconds,
Swirling with no rebuttal till tension cracks,
And much needed relaxation beckons,
Floating through the world of those in dreaming,
Compassion dwindles, passions rekindle,
Reuniting as my secret alias,
Second life left mentioned nearly subtle,
This familiar world encompasses me,
Where my dreams become fresh reality...
