Foresight
Awaiting the coming silence
And the emptiness
Trying to settle down
And think of something else
Attempting to clear the mind
Appreciate the solitude
It should be welcome
But now it feels like abuse
Anytime but at this instant
The silence would be cherished
Now it appears like a storm
A storm where sailors perish
In order to keep alive
The earthbound escape
The seclusion of the mind
The attempt to stay awake