When the lights dim

The birds quiet

The loud laughter subsides

The sheets swallow her whole

And her eyes fall closed

The darkness cloaks the overbearing thoughts in her head

Her dreams take her to other more pleasant worlds

Far away from any thought she has to face

When the sun shines through her window

The birds chirp

The strong smell of coffee

The eyes she slowly opens

And closes tight

Because she misses the peace

The beauty of being asleep