I feel the pull of it’s power.
I feel the urgency.
Weary invisible arms encase me.
Pulling me further into it’s embrace.
I refuse to resist, I need this.
I welcome the serenity.
My mind is dimming, slowing down.
The darkness is getting ever closer.
My eyelids draw to a close.
I breathe slowly and rhythmically.
Under its spell I go.
Under I fall.