It's One AM and I Can't Sleep

It's one AM and I can't sleep 
Thoughts are racing, unquelled
Anxiety finds solace in the words on a page
By the moon and the lighting of a candle 
And once my mind has been distracted enough
I sink in the softness of cushions
The burning of a wooden wick
Attempting to send me into slumber
The flickering whispers
Guiding me to morning.

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