I Must Sleep

I must sleep
I must sleep
I must sleep
Midnight comes and the night is still
Seconds tick by like water through a mill
I breathe in deeply and focus on the chasm
Wishing for slumber with increasing enthusiasm
Darkness close and warm, with tantalizing draw
Pulling me to sleep just to snatch me from its maw

I must sleep
I must sleep
I must sleep
2am comes; my eyes are dry and sore
I listen to the darkness speak in whispers that implore
That plead, and tease, and ask me to fall
Deep into the blackness that continues to call
I count the seconds like sheep passing over
My exhausted mind wishing that sleep would take over

I must sleep
I must sleep
I must sleep
Half past three, I'll have to wake soon
My thoughts won't rest, swirling like a typhoon
I think of tomorrow, knowing that surely
If I don't sleep now I'll do very poorly
I stare at the ceiling, mocking and heartless
As it stares back at me, scorning sleeps progress

I must sleep
I must sleep
I must sleep
It's five in the morning and dawn creeps in,
Through the thin slatted blinds, light patterns my skin
I wait for the morning to herald its arrival
Knowing that it brings weariness, not revival
Only thirty more minutes 'til the alarm clock hums
I feel myself drift, as sleep finally comes
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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