Nestor David Armas Poet Free verse

My Sunrise

I can’t sleep
The time ticks
My mind is racing
 
I can’t make a peep
Headphones on playing Hendrix
I can’t stop pacing
 
I hear a knock
I open the door
There is no one there
 
I close and lock
I’m cold to the core
I’m losing my hair
 
I can’t rest
I can’t stop
I’ve got 3 more hours
 
Until the day's quest
When I can skip and hop
While I pick some flowers
 
And I will see her
My sunrise
In the morning
 
It’s cold; brrrr
To sleep would be wise
But I know I’ll be tossing and turning…

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