I wish to go to sleep,

but my brain remains awake.

Counting sheep is futile,

I’ve lain here quite awhile.


Wearing yourself out,

is harder than you think.

T.V., games, midnight run;

its nothing but torturous fun.

Minutes are like hours,

hours are days and weeks.

The darkness is eternity,

developing a growing enmity.


The day is long thereafter,

for night nips at my heels.

Tired eyes and many a yawn;

sleep calls before the dawn.


Disclaimer: I do not own the imagery used in this blog post and have no artistic claim to it.


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