Sleep
I can't sleep
No matter how many sheep
I count down until I reap
I'm in too deep
I need to sleep
Go to sleep
Go to sleepMentally
I'm tired
Physically
I'm on fire
Oh please oh let me just retire
At least before I get fired
From waking days
From raking tires
I'm just too tired
My head should be rewiredI need to sleep
I'm going insane
God let me sleep
It's getting mundane
Now it's Monday
After Sunday
Which I did not sleep between
I was demoted from queen
Of dreams which I used to beg
And plead to seg-
-regate my days
From each other
My nights from the unbotheredI need to sleep
Go to sleep
Go to sleep
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Poems of Mine
PoetryThis is a series of original poems that I wrote so that I could clear my head a bit.