Sleepless
I lay awake once again
Unable to clear my head.
I wish this storm of thoughts would cease,
And allow me to go to bed.
I dream about the future.
I reminisce about the past.
I think about things I could have done.
A funny thought crosses my mind and makes me laugh.
I try to comprehend the vastness of space,
And speculate about aliens.
I theorize about time travel
And what was there before time began.
I try to count some sheep
But they mull around so fast.
I lose track and have to start over.
How much time has past?
I think I figured out why we have wisdom teeth,
Where Atlantis may be, any why we end prayers with Amen.
I paint a picture in my mind.
Then erase it, and paint it once again.
I do everything but sleep.
Then I wonder why we even need to.
Imagine everything we could accomplish if we didn't.
Probably nothing, just like I do.
Copyright © Dustin Petersen | Year Posted 2024
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