Somnipathy.A Poem by Lydia
I am tired and asleep and I am wide awake with everything to do and nothing to get me through until tomorrow. I am falling and falling and falling asleep, only to wake up to yesterday and the day before. For the first time in my life, there is a wrong side of the bed and no matter which side, that’s where I am always waking up: taking up all the covers from my lover and falling back asleep until I am awoken by the alarm sounding on the night stand, calling me to the next day and the day after. Do I ever get a break? Are we ever done with this cycle of waking and baking and doing it again? Because I am tired and I can’t sleep tonight At 4:24 in the a.m. On the dot and on the double class at 8 and s**t, I’m just tired with papers and places and s**t to do and people to see. I feel myself exploding; Breaking down like a ’92 le baron and no matter how many times you fix me I’m going to keep breaking down into insomnia or apnea or something where I just can’t f*****g fall asleep. I’m wishing you were lying next to me but I can’t get comfortable lately and I can’t get whatever it is off my chest if I don’t know what it is. © 2009 Lydia |
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1 Review Added on October 26, 2009 AuthorLydiaSeattle, WAAboutI'm Lydia. I write free verse. Nature is freedom. My Bird, I am forever changed. Rest in Peace, my beautiful friend. Consistency is the last refuge of the unimaginativ.. more..Writing
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