I get ready to get there, make sure its all comfortable
I’m keeping my day back, my mind sound, stable
The pillows are laid, the mattresses settled
Slide in between sheets, watch them disturbed, slowly crumple
Sigh I beneath the whites, hear the whistle of my breath
The familiar sound I desire leave behind
The day has been, has been long, strained some frets
In dreamy places I seek to go, my peace, in silence, I want to find
I turn to the wall, maybe its easier on this side to doze,
I pull the linens closer, envelop my face
The questions they come up, all ready in pose
I stare vacantly at nothing; they glare at me, a maze
The count of sheep, I’m told is one that works
The number draws to multiples of tens, now hundreds,
The dense darkness over me bends, lurks
I await my tired self and sleep to be wed
My mind forced, think nothing but blank
The myriad turns of yesterday, they scream in my head
Hopes of wonder sleep, before blurry eyes it sank
I try sink deep, steal the passing console of my bed
I crawl out a weary me out to stand the floor
I gaze to a watch that says, good morning, 5 AM
I inch my way out, past the bedroom door
My day pillars ahead of me, this is not the way I want to go
I’m dopey eyed, cramped before my laptop
I’m aimlessly typing, direction I lack
The nagging thought of pills, take em pop
Drive away this sleepless insomniac
