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When You Can't Feel Your Hands
When you wake up in the morning
And you cannot feel your hands
You know you had a restless night
And you must have dreamed about a fight
Then you get out of bed
With strange thoughts in your head
It is hard to turn the handle
When you cannot feel how hard you are grasping it
Quite a strange feeling, I have to admit
I looked down intently and felt a lil scared for a bit
Then as I walked out into the world around
I couldn't help but feel tingly signaling feeling agian
When the feeling came back, I was feeling great
For I sat down and looked who was online
Then looked to see who was on before 8
8 being only 4 hours after I hit the bed
I can't help but think what I could have talked about
Between those 4 hours and the computer and the bed
A pathetic though, yet I thought it so true
If sleep wasn't needed, I'd be talking to you
Tomorrow when I wake up and begin my daily routine
I'll think about what you thought about when you woke up
And I will wished that I was there to talk to you too
So here now ends this poem, a bit of an odd one I must say
Please tell me that I am the only one who feels like this each and ever day
