Poems From The Heart

Sleepless nights (4am Solitude)

Totally not the song, I was looking for, but, it made me laugh so, yeah.....

I lie on my bed, waiting for sleep
Everything's quiet, no sound, not a peep
My time to think is at 4am, when my alarm cries
It's so cold, I will sleep for 5 minutes, I start telling myself lies

My eyes burn and ache to close
My phone falls and hits my weary nose
It's a daily, no, nightly game
When I'm so tired, I don't even know my name

I fall asleep, then wake again, repeat button is on
My mind flees, 'nada', nothing, it's gone
I sleep, I wake, I sleep, then awake is the winner
I jump out of bed, as soon as it's 4, my mind is in a spinner

Downstairs, the kitchen awaits, as if I was born there
I resent the stereotype that women belong in that place where
My second job starts, and slowly the solitude, in it seeps
So peaceful, noone around, all are asleep

I enjoy that time for myself, the only me time
I ever get, in a life that never sleeps, it's a crime
I won't complain, about lack of sleep, I prefer my 4am solitude
It totally makes up, for those who wake, with a sucky attitude!