Turning My Brain Off

I'm sorry, I can't fall asleep. My head keeps spinning. Under every brain cell is a new lyric, A new mood, A new genre of music, A new version of life. I can't contain my thoughts. I can't compact my fears. Even through holy prayer, I can't figure out the directions which my emotions steers. Lyrics run rampant in my skull. Bashing and crashing against the rock-hard bone. Hoping to get through and open everything up. I can't wait until this storm is over. Maybe then I'll be able to see the sunshine.