Emile Pinet Poet Verse

Sleep Won'T Come

Exploring faults that oft run deep:
you end up questioning yourself.
Sometimes, when one can't fall asleep:
one starts analyzing oneself.
Probing intent,
and discontent.

My active mind won't let me sleep,
asking what-ifs; I rate myself.
But I can't equate counting sheep
to this introspection of self.
I'm resting some:
but sleep won't come.

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John Lawless October 31, 2020 at 9:38 AM somewhere between the "unexamined life" and the over examined life their is the hope of sleep....A thought provoking short verse Emile. Emile Pinet October 31, 2020 at 11:48 AM Thanks John, I appreciate your comments my friend, Emile.