Sleep
Awake all night,
my mind in a buzz,
gathering my thoughts,
floating in a fuzz.
Yawning, and thinking,
I need to rest,
watching the clock,
glowing on my desk.
Turn on the tv,
watch a movie or two
at three in the morning,
not much else to do.
Maybe tonight,
I'll sleep like a log,
escaping the confusion,
lurking in the fog.
Copyright © Christy Hardy | Year Posted 2008
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