As darkness captures the backyard in a cold stare, I soak in the silence and am grateful.  So far this deprived state of sleep is pressing in from the back of my head.  A hard to get nap sure sounds far off and rare, and the violence around me is hate filled.  But I am alive,     and able to simply go to bed.  So i will.  As my body naturally fades further, and my eyes grow to a point where I simply cannot lift them, I will drop off the face of the earth.  I will free fall and forget about everything for just a little while in the grand scheme.  It is well with my soul.  The aroma of nothingness is intoxicating.  Good night world.