Miraquill
in that wakeful daze
If I stand on my tiptoes I can see a good night’s sleep
I can’t quite reach it but I’m sure I might before the morning creeps
It hides from me as if I’m counting from behind a tree
I can’t get it to understand I want it to find me
It’s like I’m skating constantly between awake and dreaming
Exhaustion takes its toll on me my sanity is screaming
It blows its fuse and finds its calm and bliss finds me instead
My brain shuts down and hears no sound but thoughts in my own head
But still no rest I try to dream but constantly I’m thinking
And that just makes it hard; I close my eyes and end up blinking
I try new ways to mute my mind but options limit me
This over thinking pit I’m in is causing sleepless misery
I need to shut the world out temporarily to mend
I need this sleep to find me and to love me, be my friend
I wish it wouldn’t run away I’m longing for its care
I hope one day it just stays still so I can meet it there
I’m sure they say that hurt or loss is something you should sleep through
Supposedly it benefits to do the things that heal you
So I’ll keep chasing and keep hoping, I won’t give up trying
Until I’m sleeping through this pain and dreaming that I’m flying
©theycallmetreacle
#countingsheep
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theycallmetreacle
158w
12 0
arenegaines
185w
Some loves seem to grow into you
They wont let go
They start to take over
Spreading like a cancer
You can't break away
They won't let you
Lose hold
No matter how vital
It is to your existence
You must have them
Surgically removed
At home in your bed
Can't sleep
Bloody knife
Pillow to bite
Counting sheep
No tears left to weep
©arenegaines18 0
Dear Mind,
Please stop thinking, I need sleep.11 0
arenegaines
192w
Didn't you know her by now
The way she fell into step
Her hair sweeps over her right brow
The necklace around her neck
Always waiting for a kiss and wish
And how her voice lingers
In your mind at 3am
When you're counting sheep
Trying to sleep
Wondering where she is
Barefoot in the dark
©arenegaines6 0
Sleep
She lays in her bed,
Looking up at the ceiling,
Trying to sleep
But she can't.
She tried counting sheep,
That didn't work.
Now, she just stares
Up at the ceiling,
Waiting for sleep to overtake her.
©writergirl_503
