That Elusive Need

Wave after wave

Of cold shivers

Spreads throughout

My body.

Even though

The temperature reads

23 degrees Celsius.

Covering me

In a thick layer

Of goosebumps

Several centimeters deep.

My body craves

The sweet embrace

That sleeps brings

To one's soul.

But I know

This won't happen

Any time soon.

No matter

What I wish or want

For myself.

Adding another day

To the debt

Destroying me

With each missed hour.

Bringing me

One step closer

To the final sleep

No one escapes

From.

Author's Note

I have forgotten the last time, I was able to sleep 8 hours, without interruptions or feeling tired afterwards.

Reviews

[Tina Louise UK]

Oh hun I do so feel for you, sleep deprivation is terrible. Makes it difficult to cope with life. Really hope you get some soon! Well expressed xx

[therisa]

Thank you, Tia, for your concerns about me, and the supportive words, about this poem.