I sit here in my bed
With pillow against my head
Staring blankly at the ceiling
and sleep will not come...
Eyes wide open,feeling really tired
Yet full of energy, I am wired
Early morning rises from late evening
and sleep will not come...
Laying in pitch black
With this insomnia attack
I closed my eyes,with gentle breathing
and sleep will not come...
Tried counting sheep,and meditation
Will I resort to medication?
With shine of the sun, I began gently grieving
that my sleep did not come...