My Journey Into The Night

The drops wouldn't let up.

Drip.
Drip.
Drip.

Ensconced in sweat
Entangled in sheets
Eyes wide shut,
I couldn't fall asleep.

Drip.
Drip.
Drip.

The kitchen sink seemed a million miles away.
I twist to the left, to the right....
Sleep is not my friend.

Kicking the covers off my damp skin,
I give in to the light in the night
To the pain in my head
To scooching to the edge of the bed
And my journey into the night.

I reach the kitchen sink.

Drip.
Drip.
Drip.

Silence.