Some nights I can’t sleep so I just stare up at the ceiling for what feels like hours but could just be minutes 

Thoughts race through my head like cars on the open road

Some are slow which makes it easy for me to focus on, taking in all the details

While others are fast, gone almost as quickly as they came 

During the day my house is filled with so much noise and we are always busy

There is always a door closing, people shouting, and my dog barking 

But at night when everyone goes to bed it’s quiet

Some nights falling asleep is easy with my eyes closing as soon as my head touches the pillow 

But some nights I can’t sleep so I just sit in the dark and think