give me back my nights.

give me back my piece of mind. all of this white noise paces about around and around my head. it makes the loudest clamor that keep me up at night. it screams back out all of the things i have once said, convinces me to worry, and shows me hard evidence like videos to dwell upon once i close my eyes. and when all that is done the conflicted arguments and twisted words wrap me up against this mental block.  im tired and i do deserve to be weighted down by all this guilt but i fear myself drowning deeper and more than usual.

i must serve this penance.