Wednesday, April 13, 2011

I Can Not Sleep

Sleep that knits up the ravell'd sleave of care,
The death of each day's life, sore labour's bath,
Balm of hurt minds, great nature's second course,
Chief nourisher in life's feast,--

I can not sleep. I can not sleep. I can not sleep!

My mind hurts and I need sleep's balm. Why won't it come? I have somewhere I need to go in the morning. I can't stop crying. Grief is a close companion these days. I wish my husband was well. I'm suffering losses right and left, just like everyone else in this life. I need the chief nourisher in life's feast. I can not sleep.

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