Yet again I lie here awake.
Waiting for sleep.
I pray for goodness sake.
Soon I'll be in a slumber, oh so deep.
The night engulfs me.
The sheets surround me.
I'm as comfortable as can be.
So why does sleep elude me?
I'm not meant for this nocturnal life.
I need the light of day.
This insomnia is causing me so much strife.
I'm so tired, I'm running out of things to say.
Before my body clock goes into a complete tailspin.
Let me close my weary eyes.
I'll pull the covers up to my chin.
And I'll try to get some sleep before the next days sunrise.
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