Insomniac

True life experience poem

Too tired to fall asleep,
Too tired to live,
Too tired to count those sheep -
Something’s got to give.

I lay awake every night
Trying to succumb,
But nothing seems to work all right
Not even that bottle of rum.

I now give up on trying to sleep
And rather stay awake,
My body continues to weep -
As my mind lights up from dusk to wake.

Author's Note

C&C's appreciated.