Sometimes I misuse the muse, please excuse

Yesterday I thought about how we say goodnight. I was dead tired, long day, and I thought to write before I eventually succumbed. Here’s it. 

Nightbloom

My eyes are tired closing slits
Enough,I’m calling it quits
For this day,holding sway
For too long and should go away

Into the dark like a drop i dreep
Into the deep purple well i seep
As nightly creatures start to creep
Thus I fall asleep

Goodbye this section time of sorrow
I hope it’ll be better tommorow
And maybe some more life I’ll borrow
But rest I need to sleep.

So goodnight
May lucky stars on you shine bright
And beautiful dreams caress your sight
Destiny blessing your future plight.

Goodnight and God bless.

 ~Purify