Wakefullness, Makes Me Weep. Poem by Michael Gale

Do not want to go to sleep...
Wakefullness, makes me weep.

For at times i want to stay...
Want to live forever to never nay.

Life is way too short...
For this always playing sport.

Sleep is always over rated...
As b'fore, as i've stated.

I know i have to sleep once in awhile...
That's a fact without denial.

Ambien came to my aid...
To count the sheep filled parade.

Life can be such an addiction...
It may as well, also be an inheirant affliction.

I at one time hated to sleep...
My mind would wander, aimlessly deep.

Now i sleep to surrender my soul...
Wake-refreshed, ready to go, as a whole.