Acceptance

Some nights my muscles lay on pins and needles,
prepared to fight off my nightmares-
but this night...it feels as though they've given up.

As I lay my head on the pillow,
turn over and rest on my heart;
my body feels heavy and light in the same.

It's easier to slip into sleep than before,
the deep thrum of silence lulls my mind
and my nightmares are held at bay.

Where screams use to wake me from slumber
tonight there is a breeze...laughter-
that rolls over my lips and curls them up into a smile.

I don't feel a solid safety,
my ignorance isn't fleeting quick enough to feel that-
but acceptance is at the door, asking to be let in.

...I stall the answer but in time I think-
I might find the courage to grasp the handle
and pull it towards me to lighten the room.