Sleepy, Tired, Hungry, Thirsty

Drown me deep in Seas of Sleep,
And never would I want to wake
To Lies of Life that make me weep
(By slumbered Dreams of me as Sheep)
I hunger for a "normal" life,
Weary for a willing "Wife",
And though I thirst, drink very worst-
The Darkened Days just filled with Strife!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Davis Avatar
September 29, 2013 at 8:24 PM
I hope you get some sleep but not lies to make you cry or a life of strife. No bad days for you only good nice write
That Archaic Poet Avatar
September 30, 2013 at 8:30 AM
That's very sweet of you to say, Robin; I appreciate that and the compliment; thank you! :)
Lamoureux Avatar
August 20, 2013 at 7:21 PM
That does not sound like a good combination. I hope all your needs are met. Awake, Energized, Content, Refreshed
Lamoureux Avatar
August 22, 2013 at 7:40 PM
My pleasure.
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August 21, 2013 at 9:01 AM
lol It's a terrible combination, and it's also an expression (or lament) I've heard my mother say a million times in jest. I think this poem has a "desperate" feel to it, so I wanted a title that reflected some kind of universal desperation. I appreciate you stopping by for a read, Richard :)
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