7 August 2014

What’s one more night without sleep?
It’s 3 a.m. – I’m out of sheep.
My brain is showing more concern,
Since the rest of me can’t toss or turn.

I’d love to be hit by a 2 by 4,
And be knocked out cold on the floor.

Instead my brain is wide awake,
Reliving every detail and mistake.

This twisted thinking is not like me,
It’s the side effect for my lack of sleep.