There is no peace when I close my eyes.

Static floods my vision.

Like when you select the wrong input on the television.

An electric hum playing in my head.

My own heart beat pounding in my ears.

It steady thump sounding like footsteps in the snow.

Even my breathing is loud.

The static grows and morphs.

Strings of light chasing each other.

Below it all a choir of voices.

Singing songs of all I’ve ever done wrong.

Weaving small insecurities into tall tales.

There is no peace when I close my eyes.

There is no peace.