A million thoughts crashing through my head,
As I lay here in my bed.
Like the charge of the light brigade.
Only no one coming to my aid.
Running so fast my brain can’t catch them,
Not one flitting through and back again.
What am I thinking, is any of it conscious?
Staying put would be advantageous.
Sudden thoughts of this and that.
Wondering just where I’m at.
Thoughts are completely unstructured
Not a moments sleep that I’ve mustered
So quickly they disappear,
Will I remember is my fear.
Replaced by one after another,
As I hide under the cover.
They arrive thick and fast.
Will any of them try to last.
Taking away all hope of sleep.
Can’t even imagine counting sheep.
Are they plans, hopes or dreams.
Is not all as it seems.
A child’s voice in my head,
I don’t recall what he said.
The laughter momentarily filled the air,
But I know that no one’s there.
What to do with this onslaught,
When I am so deep in thought.
And when the storm of this has passed,
I’ll finally rest and sleep at last.