Sleep

Sleep is an elusive b*****d, this is my tribute to him/her. Also my first poem with a rhyme scheme!

I lay down in bed and prepare myself for 8 hours of unconscious bliss

A reprieve from life is one thing I'll miss

I toss and turn for what feels like a year

I know deep down that morning is near

Sleep is a luxury, a gift from on high

A gift not given to a person like I

I lay in my bed and stare at the ceiling

I pray every night to escape this feeling

The feeling of insanity, that nothing is real

The feeling that's an inability to feel

Finally it ends, I'm allowed to sleep

And then I'm awakened from my visions of sheep

To weep at the Sandman's cruel joke

To watch as the clock makes it's final stroke

To look at the timepiece as it reads three thirty seven

To send it up to clock heaven

I lay awake for another hour

Then prepare myself for a good shower

I get myself ready for another hellish day

Another day full of dismay

A day where I await my fate

A day that I f*****g hate

Reviews

[Plagued Monumentally]

Usually I can't ever sleep because of all the thoughts that go through my mind that make me toss and turn. I feel like this whenever I have something exciting awaiting me the next day!

But for the poem, I think it showed a slight sadness to it. The last 2 lines definatly made me re-think what the meaning behind it was. But it was a beautiful write, I couldn't expect any less.

Keep writing!

[Lorraine]

This is exactly what I feel during school days. It's annoying how it's so hard to sleep at night and so equally hard to wake in the morning. Anyways, it's a very true poem, and I applaud you for keeping up with you rhyme scheme. Just one thing, I think you've overused the word "feel" somewhere in the middle of the poem.

Keep Writing. ^___^

[Dupree]

This is great Rice. Very descriptive. A piece everyone can relate to at one point in their life. It's well written and has a good flow. I have to say this is one of my favorites of yours. Good job, my friend. Keep the poetry coming.

-Dupree

[Angie Diane♥&hea..]

I don't hate waking up it's just the time I wake up is what I hate. Then I am a mild insomniac. I liked this though. Everyone needs sleep though. I hate having some dreams. Thanks for sharing. :)

[Livana Lowell]

Ha ha, I feel the EXACT same way, well except waking up at three thiry seven. I toss, turn, kick people out the bed when I sleep and no matter how much I sleep, I alwayz feel like I never get enough. It's like trying to catch water with your hands. I freaking h8te it.

The personification witht the sandman was an excellent, kind of humorous touch.

My poem Opened Eyes basically touches deep on that one line about feeling insanity and the illuisions of life. My grandmother alwayz ask mi why I stay up so l8te.

Hmmm, I thank you for sharing.

[Grey]

Feeling of sleeplessness communicated perfectly. With the rhymes it really flowed quite well.
Get a boring book and some warm tea- hopefully you can start sleeping!

[J.Black]

Your rhyming is perfect! You actually really got me hooked on the first line! SADLY, I know this feeling all to well!

[azlamalo]

relateable...I like it! thnx for sharing

[Mauricio Montoya]

I can relate with you on this one, toss and turn all night long, which seem like a year only for me it’s every hour on the hour. From restless nights to morning and when night falls here we go again. And the saga never ends. Great job well done.

[J.M. Barrett]

"8 hours of unconscious bliss"
The perfect way of describing sleep!

Too bad it seems as if it does not come easily to you?
And hey, you last updated this on my birthday!!