Nyx: A Plea to the Goddess of Night While Experiencing Insomnia

January 5, 2016

paint my skies with brilliant shades of blue

fill my world with stars that could put diamonds to shame

let the clouds o'er head pass on by on their travels

help me with my slumber

allow me the peace of resting my head tonight without a worry crossing my mind

dispose of the monster under my bed if you'd like, but I'd rather you silence the one within me

it has been pulling at my heart strings, churning my stomach, and clouding my mind

mother's kisses and my valiant teddy could not rid me of this demon

I've spent many a sleepless night thinking over ways to put out the flame of this raging beast

but alas, it has all been in vain

so, until I find a way to rid this vile devil by hex, potion or cure

my dear Nyx

paint my skies with brilliant shades of blue

fill my world with stars that could put diamonds to shame

and grant me rest my love

I beg of you

grant me rest

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