Treasure Island

Sander Shelnutt


Sleepless


Hey bed,
Hey clock,
Hey ceiling,

It's me, applying for another sleepless night

Submitted: Wednesday, July 31, 2013
Edited: Thursday, August 01, 2013

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Everybody knows the feeling of being annoyed over not falling into sleep due to alot of worrying, etc.

We roll over a milion times, we check the clock every second & stare at the ceiling.

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  • King Big Head (7/31/2013 3:08:00 PM)

    I too have trouble sleeping. It's because I'm so fantastic I have to
    keep getting up to look in the mirror and tell me how great I am.
    I am also the best poet in the world.
    A good poem by the way. (Report) Reply

  • Dave Walker (7/31/2013 2:13:00 PM)

    I know just what you mean. I stopped smoking two weeks ago.
    I'm finding it very hard sleeping at the min. A great poem. (Report) Reply

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