Soaked in a warm tub,
Played lullabies,
I've tried everything
To bring sleep to these eyes
Tried melatonin tablets
Warm milk in a cup
Hot chamomile tea
Still awake now, and up
Soft socks on my feet
A glass of red wine
But sleep doesn't come
To these tired eyes of mine
I need a set schedule
Some time to unwind
And putting aside
All the things on my mind
What preoccupies me
Will certainly keep
Until tomorrow
Right now, I need sleep!
It's hard to sleep when your mind is awake. Well penned verse.10 Nudershada
Writers despair. This poem with it's dark humor. I love it! I feel this soooo.....
I wonder how many of us are up writing (possibly dark, possibly bizarre) poetry, on nights when we cannot sleep! (Perhaps the Muse keeps us awake, because she wants us to write!)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very Touchingly Sewn! ! ! ! ! Well Expressed! ! ! ! ! Thank You Ever So Much For Sharing This! ! ! ! ! Endless 10S! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! +++++
Thank you, Becca! (It's more fun to write about it, than it is to experience it!) ;)