Sleepless Nights!
I couldn't sleep at night thinking, In my room, with my clock tinkling. The clock ticks as the fan does its merry go round, I wonder, from where does my insomnia bound? Alone, but could here murmurs too loud, Just me or anyone else here? just want a sleep so sound. I close my eyes, only to open and squirm, Will it help? As I reminiscence my pain with a bottle of rum. Regrets and wishes upon my sleeve, I'm trying my best, is what I want my heart to believe. I'm tired, I yawn, but still can't sleep, Witted or hurt, with countless memories, think deep. I try to write about them at night, With a quill and a paper, the lamp on my right. The ink smudges, as I stare, Into my writing, realizing my life is too bare. Bundles of dreams, miseries to brave, Not wander into unknown existence, want to crave, But my body betrays to mere living, with sleepless ties, Wilted in time, a...