BEFORE I LET MYSELF GO

I don’t want to let go.

I don’t want to fall asleep.

I don’t want to visit my dreams.

The idea of losing myself to something that I cannot control.

The thought of entering into unconsciousness.

The concept of not being able to remember what happened.

Something is devouring me from the inside.

It is consuming me gradually.

Pushing me out until there is only flesh left.

Eventually tiredness will kick in.

There is no reason to resist it.

One has to accept one’s limitations.

Surrender the mind to the unknown.

All I hope for,

Is that tomorrow when I open my eyes,

When I gather the fragments,

The pieces will add up,

I am still there.