I did everything you asked of me. I put my other things aside and made sure to make time for you. I even took you up on the set time you suggested.
I made sure that I wasn't late. I did everything right.
But you still aren't following through for me.
You're here, a presence that seeps under my tongue and into my veins
But you're not working.
It isn't working.
I'm kept up at night worrying,
Thinking about things I should not be worrying about.
Things that kept me up last night,
and the night before,
and the night before,
but that's what this whole schedule thing was supposed to fix.
You were supposed to fix this.
So why am I still awake right now?
Why haven't you helped?
Maybe I need something else.
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Disclaimer: This poem is uNdoubtedly abOut melaTonin.
About the Creator
Belle
I host unofficial challenges and enjoy writing microfiction and poetry.
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Comments (4)
Very clever, and trust me, I feel ya! :)
Oof, I relate to this one more than I want. Lovely writing as always!
Sleep 💤 sleep the super drug that everyone craves and rarely get enough. Blue light does affect sleep and melatonin does not over ride that or worry.
Yes, I can see that this is about more that melatonin, or at least, can be read that way. I loved your disclaimer!