I am longing for that slumber

when you are awakened all night by your thoughts

The beauty of slumber night,
the darkness that envelops it,
The moon's brightness shines vividly in my mind.
drowsing on my billet
and left to wonder
I am drowning in the ocean of musing
(I am in paradise
every piece of me
longing for tranquillity)
And I feel it
through my heart
I am standing on an ocean waiting to be in Davy Jone's locker
but my soma is longing to conquer'
I yearn for that peaceful slumber,
the rest I've longed for all this time.
I crave the quiet and calm.
But I am bound by the fear,
that I hope it's not what I hear
the voices in my head,
waiting to be heard, woke me up as I gasped for air,
only to realize after
I am drenched by the ocean.