Thought process

I hate how I can’t sleep within five minutes of closing my eyes
I hate the intrusive thoughts
The sudden waves of sadness for no reason
Or the imaginations that will never come to reality
I hate the tossing and turning
The strange feeling that builds up from my chest and travels down to my knees
Causing me to think my legs are about to explode

I hate the three hours it takes for me to go to sleep
On the nights when I don’t want to read
Or listen to music
Or watch something
Or talk
Or laugh at memes
Because I simply want some peace and quiet
But what do I do when the quiet disturbs me

 I love the ten minutes before I finally go to sleep
The thoughts of something new to do
When I awake from my rest
The ideas that come rushing at me
Making the hours of torment worth it