I hate that I'm afraid to sleep, not because of the demons that try to get at me as my dreams turn into nightmares.
It's because I survived today, everyone I care about in this fragile world I live in survived the day. Tomorrow..... Is inevitable and could be so much worse than any bad day I've ever had to live through.
While I go to sleep, against my will, but out of necessity. I know I have the comfort of my moon to glow upon me.