Another sleepless night

Wondering about the world

Unsure if I like myself

As evil thoughts twirled

Worries for the day,

Some, not even mine

Others of the night,

From a land before time

Replaying conversations

Worrying about what was said

All of these contribute

To the storm in my head

Then one thought emerges,

A victor, of sorts

Soon the tempest calms

As I teleport

Into the land of dreams

So strange and unreal

Where I’m given a chance

To know how I feel

The caution is there,

In technicolor dreams

Reminding me to take a step back,

Or rip at the seams

When I awake

After less than adequate sleep

I try to remember

The wisdom to keep