She lays in bed, wishing she could do anything but think.
She’s more than tired these days, her soul is weary.
No matter what she tries or how much she wants to sleep, her mind just won’t shut off.
All the upcoming things she has to do, the events of the day and even the nuances of her relationships..
She turns them over and over in her mind, analyzing and overthinking until any semblance of rest leaves her body.
She cries softly, wishing she wasn’t this way, because she hates these times when she needs and wants to sleep..
But just can’t.
She’s tried all the tricks and she’s still stuck trying to fall asleep with a mind at war with her heart over the emotions that she wants to stop thinking about , but can’t.
They say she overthinks and stresses- she knows they just don’t understand and never will.
She just cares too much-
About herself, her loved ones..everything.
She doesn’t have the answers but has all the questions..
And her mind races with all the possibilities of everything in her life the moment her head hits the pillow.
She cries, pounds her fists against her pillows and screams into the pillow in frustration.
All she wants to do, if just for a little while..
Is to not think and rest.
It’s just not how she’s wired and she’s made peace with that a long time ago.
She sobs, just wishing that every so often, she could just lie down and fall asleep just like everyone else.
What she wouldn’t give to just be normal like that just for one night.
As the first subtle hues of sunrise catch her eye, she exhales and closes her eyes.
Another night gone.
Opening her eyes, she sees the growing beauty of the sun peeking through her windows.

Ravenwolf…