Tired

My thoughts are scattered,

as I see visions of fluffy farm animals

and rainbow colored dreams.

My eyes swerve wildly,

trying to focus on the right words

as my fingers trip across the keyboard.

My mind is slowing down

crawling at such a pace

as to create a disconnect

within my understanding.

My heart beats out a steady rythm,

my muscles relax,

my eyelids flutter

once, twice,

shut.