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I cannot sleep, all my worries and fears are boiling up some terrible thoughts in the back of my mind. The poison seeps through to the more concious part of my being, although my eyes are closed, and I begin to think. What will happen in the future? What is going to happen to me? What about everyone else? Where will I go? I squeeze my eyes shut and try to block out these thoughts with pleasant memories of being in the arms of my loved ones and gentle kisses. I remember words spoken softly in my ear, and although I can't understand them I somehow know they are words of love spoken just for me. The poison runs thin in my veins, thick with love and soon dissapates. Thank the gods for foreign languages and sweet kisses, I can sleep.
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