Hypnos

May the merciful gods, if indeed there be such,
Guard those hours when no power of the will,
Or drug that the cunning of man
Devises, can keep me from the chasm of sleep.
Death is merciful, for there is no return therefrom,
But with him who has come back out of the nethermost
Chambers of night, haggard and knowing, peace rests nevermore.
(H. P. Lovecraft)