Insomnia

2 AM
No racing thoughts—
just calm.
Is this real?

4 AM
Still awake,
scrolling through Facebook,
closing, opening
my music app.
“Let Him In Anyway” plays—
Blake Shelton’s voice,
soft and deep.
Calm holds me close.
I listen…
Bailey. Gary. Papa.
They pass through my mind.
No sadness,
just stillness.

5 AM
I rise.
Downstairs—grab my book.
Back in bed,
lamp turned low.
One chapter.
Done.
Lights off.
I lay still.
No thoughts,
no feelings.
Only darkness.
Only me.

6 AM
Downstairs again,
couch this time.
One more chapter.
UU music playing.
I turn to my side.
Breathe in.
Breathe out.
Wrapped in a blanket,
wrapped in calm.

9 AM
Shit.
Late for brunch.
Must’ve drifted off.