CAMELOT FANTASIES

Many thoughts cram my mind
Magnetically attracted where a stream
Becomes noisy
Distraction meant to occur
To keep burrowing more thoughts
That plague me through the night
My beds my enemy
I've tried everything
Warm milk
Closing my eyes tight
All I'm doing is tossing and turning
Mini movies of memories
Keep playing
Images fast forward in my gray matter
Speedily rushing by
Needing it to stop
Wanting it to slow down
What I resist persists
Turning on soothing music
Hoping the calming sound
Will lull me to sleep
Asking Morpheus to intervene
Help me into
Escape of a dream

~Divine