i lust for rest. (!!!POETRY JUMPSCARE!!!)

i lust for rest.

i imagine my time resting

i am bathing

i am eating

i am truly, at rest.

i lust for rest.

i yearn for it

i pine after it

i imagine my time resting

i am calm

i am happy

i have no thoughts

i am truly, at rest.

yet when i have the time,

when i have the time to rest

i can't.

i squirm

i shake

i pace around the room.

during those moments

i imagine my time resting

i am in my old room

the air is warm

the a/c hums

the night sky is loud with thunder

the rain falls onto roofs and sidewalks

like water balloons thrown by angels.

i lust for rest

not a bath

not a cup of hot tea

i lust for the rest i had when i was young,

when all i had to do was go to bed

and wake up in the morning.