Dream

I reached across my bed and turned the lamp on. Jesus fucking god, why can I not sleep anymore.
I stood up and grabbed a book from the shelf. My brain was screaming at me to go to bed, but my body just wouldn't shut down.
Sighing, I made a cup of tea and went to sit in the living room. It was dark, but I didn't feel like moving. I inhaled, exhaled, inhaled. My chest contracted with melancholy.
I took a sip of my tea, the heat reaching to my toes.
Sing me to sleep, sing me to sleep. I'm tired and I want to go to bed.
That line ran through my head over and over.
Inhale, exhale, inhale.
I felt everything go fuzzy, relaxed. Inhale, exhale.
My toes curled up under my feet as I felt dreams begin to form.
Sing me to sleep, sing me to sleep. I don't want to wake up on my own anymore.
Inhale, exhale.