Restlessness

Under washing sound of drifting rains, Thunder lightning cracking at my sky, I sit in distress restless and why? This bold confusion and my mind wanes. Tightly softly closing slender eyes, Flashing stories that are not yours or mine, Perhaps a pill or even too much wine, Tossing turning disappointed sighs. Bleak and flashing stolen songs, These motions and or these fears creep, I'll never rest! Why oh why can't I sleep? Perhaps for spite or all past wrongs. But fear not darling self this lonely night, Sooner than sooner or later there shall be light.