Why can’t I sleep, I can hear my own sighs?
Thoughts swirl like clouds in the darkened skies.
The night whispers, “Just try to get some sleep
But worries keep dancing, late hours I keep
Tick-tock of the clock, all chances missed,
Dreams slip away as I toss and twist.
Oh, restless night, grant me some peace,
tossing and turning now, please give me release.
Some can close their eye and the instantly go
Not me, in bed I worry about everything you know
Just this one night let all worries cease
I want to go and dream in comfortable peace
About the Creator
Marie381Uk
I've been writing poetry since the age of fourteen. With pen in hand, I wander through realms unseen. The pen holds power; ink reveals hidden thoughts. A poet may speak truth or weave a tale. You decide. Let pen and ink capture your mind❤️
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so relatable... love the way it's written!
Close your senses off, relax, start with your head neck etc, hopefully fall asleep before the toes.