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I cozy up.. not wanting the cold to seep down further into my already shaking being somehow blinded by the fact that the chill was begun deep and long ago unable to shake the icy beast. Sleep eludes me.. The tired body and drooping eyes seem no match for the raging of remembered past overtaking my thoughts, tormenting my future, dashing all hope of now forgotten peace and disturbing the pretense of nightly rest. Be still, my thoughts. Create a void. Let calm instead take hold of dark and captive stay long past the morning's giving light. Replace with fresh directions straight toward sweet tomorrow's warm embrace, pierce through the cold where trust awaits.