My Tired Eyes Denied Poem by Tim Vallie

I want nothing more than to shut these tires eyes
And drift slowly into darkness
To fall into the black of sleep where dreams lie
Deep within that darkness
But sleep, like a most cruel lover denies me her embrace
Bars me from my dreaming
And I am left to lay here in torment as my mind does race
With mad thoughts teeming
As I lie trapped, wakeful, torturous, and alone
In this bed where I reside
Sleep has abandoned me, I’m on my own
With these tired eyes, denied