You know I suffer from mania at times, and when I am coming down I long for sleep so bad, it seems it is the only thing that can bring me peace. Sleep is a treasure for those who never tire, at times it seems like a constant desire, but when my eyelids close I live inside my dreams...
This one is really good I am fond of the rhyme to be sure
Posted 13 Years Ago
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Chaotic boredom resulting in mental unrest ... a feeling that I would associate with a writers' block when there are just too many thoughts in your head and you cannot find how to write them down the way you would like too .. I know this ... apart from writers block also this feeling can come from various reasons .. You have expressed this very nicely .. this poem needs just a bit more polish to be perfect .
Nice write :)
Lack of sleep also! that's me and insomniac.very nice rhyme and flow.
The line I called upon the midnight hour... I like very much ...
Very nice, pheasant.
I loved this...especially this line...'As sleepy sounds began their roll
And dragging down my mustered goal' I can so relate...good work and a delight to read...
You know I suffer from mania at times, and when I am coming down I long for sleep so bad, it seems it is the only thing that can bring me peace. Sleep is a treasure for those who never tire, at times it seems like a constant desire, but when my eyelids close I live inside my dreams...
This is such a great outlet for so many... I'm here to share, make meaningful connections, and delve a little deeper into the creative flow. I know writing to be a tool and a gift, that can help us in.. more..