"The Evening Hangs Beneath the Moon..."

..a silver thread on darkened dune.

Why and how does this happen? Why does such hollowing heartache happen to such good, loving, well-meaning people? How can a best friend become such an estranged, sickened enemy? Why does this happen, and how to prevent it, if at all?? Why me, where did it..?

I never meant to, honest. I never thought this would happen.. but it did. And I am glad to be free yet am holding back because.. because of, "I cry myself to sleep at night.." And I am terribly saddened at having caused this pain yet am ready to.. ready to..

Tomorrow, I'll be ready.. for someone is expecting me to be. And I smile slightly at this one sane thought.

"Gonna get ready, already ready.. All I wanted was a little bit of time for me to clear my head, gonna get ready." 

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The evening hangs beneath the moon
A silver thread on darkened dune
With closing eyes and resting head
I know that sleep is coming soon

Upon my pillow, safe in bed
A thousand pictures fill my head
I cannot sleep my minds a flight
And yet my limbs seem made of lead

If there are noises in the night
A frighting shadow, flickering light
Then I surrender unto sleep

Where clouds of dreams give second sight

What dreams may come both dark and deep

Of flying wings and soaring leap

As I surrender unto sleep
As I surrender unto sleep