Falling Asleep Poem by Billy Loving

Falling Asleep



Eyes heaviness begins to grow
Reflexes start to slow
Sleep coming soon
While I sit, I start to swoon
Breathing slows
Weariness grows
Noise turns to one big jumble
As to the sofa, I stumble
Blankly starring ahead
Unaware of what is being said
To sleep, I succumb
As the senses start to numb
Sleep has overtaken
Weary body, waiting to awaken

Saturday, December 5, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: sleep
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