What time is it?
Damn. No. Not again
I toss and turn.
I smoke and burn
It’s been like this all week!!
I just can’t sleep.
So for now I lie awake in bed thinking
Sleep evades me
I’m too busy NOT sleeping.
I’ll write down this thought,
Try to pin it down, get it cought
On this paper … with my pen…
But then again…
It’s just rambling words…
Bumping, turning, rolling around.
But they don’t actually make a sound.
Only echo softly in my head,
While I lie here tossing in my bed.