The Trouble With SleepA Poem by Bohrium GuyWhen your used to having someone next to you....Toss and turn grab a pillow tight Back to sleep just another fight Up again in 20 minutes or later My dreams the nasty instigator
For years it was nice and warm Felt movement and blankets form Lost were those day of sheer delight When sleep came easy into the night
Now I am cold or to many covers My pillow don't calm it smothers My hands not touching flesh of being My body not held deep in breathing
So awake I am, the up down game Tomorrows a repeat of the same I'm to tired to think about sleep One day the Sand Man will creep © 2015 Bohrium Guy |
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