BLEARY EYED AND SLEEP DEPRIVED

Why does the Muse love to compose her fair at three in the morning?

 

BLEARY EYED AND SLEEP DEPRIVED It's 3 A.M. and I'm awake... And sleep deprived, it's no mistake. I'm sitting here with eyes wide shut, I lay me down.....then get me up. I toss and turn for hours on end, And think about the time I spend Just trying hard to get some sleep... It makes me angry...then I weep! It's been this way since who knows when... Yes I was young when it began. Mom put me in my room at night... I stayed awake without a light. I heard the T.V. silence when My folks went beddie-bye and then I felt the darkness closing 'round! No....sleep would not AGAIN be found! I hate this curse of sleeplessness! My mind's awake...my room's a mess! I guess I'll get me up and write... And smack the Sandman just for spite! <<<<<<<<<<<<<<O>>>>>>>>>>>>>> © Sharon Peeples

Reviews

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

Love the rhyming here great true to life poem

[Miss Sharon]

Thank yu Julie! ~Sharon