Deprived

sleep deprived

Sleep dazed haze, eyelids flutter

Mind is my keeper, but full of clutter

There in body, thoughts closed up like a shutter

Restless, rocking back and forth words coming out in a mutter

Deprived, deceived, perceived, underachieved and speaking in a stutter

 

Tomorrow will never come, never come, never come, but here it is

 

Winking its tired eyes at me in conspiracy.

Laughing at me in irony

Staring down at me in its consistency

Stealing the night away in secrecy

Waiting for my black and puffy eyes to open wearily

Barely, peeking open, hoping the night will steal the light

 

Tonight will never come, never come, never come, but here it is

 

Needing quiet, peace, and mind at ease

Soft pillows, cool sheets mocking me with tease

Oh how the crying can’t be appeased

On my knees, begging for ease, bring me mercy, please

One sweet dream, one sweet slumber

Let tonight be the night to fulfill my needs

Reviews

[Alone In A Crowd]

I love your use of a wide vocabulary in this piece. Well done, keep up the good work.

[An owl on the moon]

This moves so gently like a melancholy lullaby... the moments you desire for rest... for refreshing... for the sweet waking times... how the cries and needs around you steal that peace.. But someday soon, it will all be worth it for you.. Promise... :)

[Denise]

It is indeed hard work and exhausting. This sleep deprived mama feels like she is living life in a blur at times, but yes so, so, so worth it! I wouldn't trade it for the world :)

[An owl on the moon]

I'm glad to hear that you wouldn't trade being a mama for the world, and crossing all that you'll find the peaceful rest you need soon... Sweet dreams, sweet poet... :)