When morning comes

[princessspaz]

When the sun rises a new day begins, but in my world the saeeing sun opens a world of restlessness and sleepless mind wanderings. My day doesn't end when the sun goes down, my day doesn't begin at dawn, my day changes with what my mind dictates as time to stop thoughts. Even in my sleep though I can't escape my thoughts, they manipulate their way into my dreams, my subconcoius thoughts become my concious thoughts, my dreams become my daily anxieties.

Let the sun rise on my day! Let me fall back into the pattern of sleep where sleep is for resting of mind and body. Let my days be full of life and love and my nights with peaceful slumber!