A short poem

Not a single thought in my mind but the words I speak, I'm sitting relaxed and for once the world is less bleak. My breathing is as slow as it will ever be, for once im not worried about who will judge me. I am calm, my problems are solved, and I can finally rest without being involved..involved in everyone and the endless pit of 100 thoughts per second. This second, this minute, at this hour, I wish could last an eternity. I've never been this close to happiness, not for ages. But right now I can feel my blood flow softly through my body, I can feel my brain relax, but I am prepared for morning, for that's when the voice will be back.