Escaping My Mind


The bewitching hour is upon us and as I watch everybody peacefully and silently sleep, peace, silence, and sleep elude me.

Held captive by my ever racing thoughts, my brain won’t allow my body to simply shut down. Physically exhausted, my mind pushes through and the two AM torment continues.

If only this were a one time occasion. Instead, it’s my dreaded nightly ritual; one which I cannot escape.

I need an escape. I feel trapped and tired and worn out. An escape plan is long overdue.

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