the sky is just holding its breath,
waiting for the sun to set.
then i can pull its black blanket
up for a good night sleep.
those little stars are keeping me
awake,
with their loud twinkling,
tickling across my face,
winking as they know
exactly what i’m thinking.

But i just want to sleep.

i want to clear my mind
because i can’t clear my heart,
and sooner or later
the tears will come,
making me so tired
that i’ll slip into some
trance-like state,
and the morning sun
will try to greet me
more loudly than normal,
trying to convince me
that today’s a new
and better day.