Chloral

These last few nights have been a synonym of brutal..

These tunes, usually soothing, have lost their morphine like calm…

So as I take off these rose gold beats, my focus is shifted…

My ears search for the beating of my pulse. At first its sound is faint, but as my attention fixates on the thump it begins to increase in volume. Making its presence now known…

The beat is intense, even intentional at first…

As my focus remains attached to the rhythmic pulse all outside ambient sounds fade into the dark stormy skies…

As each second tics away on the infamous clock the beat becomes slower, more relaxed, even deeper…

It’s as though my veins were injected with a dose of Chloral…

This deeply slow beat has paved my eyelids with cement, the weight too heavy to remain open. I stop fighting the inevitable and cave…

Sleep, hopefully comes in peace tonight…

No nightmares..No dreams…

Just simple ignorant bliss untouched by my overwhelming mind…

Thump…

Just sleep…the hardest part is letting go of your dreams… -My Chemical Romance

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