It's too early to even think.
But my mind never stops.
It worries in my sleep.
I drift off, dream and awaken to thoughts speeding through my body.
I wish I could rest with peace of mind and heart.
I feel like I've squeezed every last peace of me into the glass.
There's nothing else to give.
I need refuge.
I need vacation of mind.
Help me Jesus.
I need peace.