I had nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion. ~Jack Kerouac

I lie on my back at night
staring into the stars
as they are slowly fading away

There is a strange stillness,
an uncomfortable silence,
as I battle between being
awake and asleep
conscious and unconscious
restless and relaxed

Eventually the stars grow dull
as sleep creeps over my body.
I can no longer see those plastic shapes
as they are glowing from my ceiling