So much sleep but I am tired Not enough rest and I feel expired Take a nap and become more deprived Close my eyes and in the back of my mind
Don't fall asleep awake from this dream And whisper to me a lullaby Don't fall asleep awake from this dream comatose had fried your little mind Don't fall asleep don't fall asleep These dreams will only make us blind
Take a chill while blowing steam I have a shiver but sweating it seems Rub my shoulders and give me some relief Call her speechless but she cannot stand the heat Take a chill and blow off some steam
This challenges the thought that people aren't really getting enough rest. Is it a matter of mind over matter, or is it actually a matter of not getting enough rest and feeling tired the next day. Me personally, I feel replenished every morning. As for the structure of the poem, I thought it was too short. But the beauty of poems that are short is that they are small bags that hold powerful punches in them. This poem needs a little work. But overall, there is potential.
One of the problems with relying on exact rhyme or sight rhyme is the it often forces the poet to rely on standard convention which locks him/her into boxes. There is conflict and confusion between reality and what the writer would like to be. Do I or don't I?
This challenges the thought that people aren't really getting enough rest. Is it a matter of mind over matter, or is it actually a matter of not getting enough rest and feeling tired the next day. Me personally, I feel replenished every morning. As for the structure of the poem, I thought it was too short. But the beauty of poems that are short is that they are small bags that hold powerful punches in them. This poem needs a little work. But overall, there is potential.
I can relate to this piece. I sleep but I honestly feel no rest. This is a great write. It's full of anxiety as Craig Froman said, but nonetheless beautiful.
The contrasting statements and paradoxes the subject exists in are really well constructed. "Not enough rest and I feel expired
Take a nap and become more deprived"; great lines. This has a feel of delerium and sleep deprivation about it - the intended effect I assume! Great work.
i cant or don't want to relate the title to the poem because i read it before i looked at the title, i like this alot, seemed bland here and there where it shouldve reflected its peaks, i would rewrite this poem and focus on the essense of each paragraph and drop off alot of the unnessisary wording that does nothing more than fog the mirror finish youe poem could have, what i liked, the opposite balances, like so much sleep- not enough rest, nap - deprived, you could lose the second stanza all togther imo, id give this a 100/100 for a great foundation to build an amazing piece.
There is a strong feeling of anxiety... the sleep but no rest... life overwhelming... never refreshing... a desire for relief... Beautifully expressed through your words... What did I see? I saw me when I was younger... Vivid work filled with emotion.
I come from a town south of the valley
Where backroads turn into numbered allies
I come from a small place where people often "chill"
I call it home you can call it Louisville more..