Insomnia
Take one more pill as time stands still
In another sleepless night
Why go to bed to toss and turn
It’s another winless fight
You hear the tick and every click
The clock makes by your head
You can’t close your eyes to fall asleep
And your body feels half dead
You try your best but, you can’t rest
And daylights on its way
You go to work barely alive
But you make it one more day
Why lay down when every sound
Comes ringing through your head
You’re on the chair now the couch
But never in your bed
Copyright © Steve Crabtree | Year Posted 2009
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