My eyes slowly shut
My weight feels heavy
The covers feel warm
Assuring my safety
My conscience keeps coaxing me
It's saying "get some rest"
But the latest I can do so
Is around 2 AM at best
Tea has been brewed
The lights have been dimmed
I'm in my room left alone
I'm finally at peace
The one time I'm happy
The one chance to myself
The one I waste away
I mean why else would I be up?
To savor the feeling of no distractions
Just me, myself, and I
And the serenity of my dark room
No work
No papers
No applications or chores
At this moment at least
I can push them all aside
For not only is the nighttime for rest
It's for relaxing and basking
In the stillness of the moment
So I know I should sleep
And I should
For I regret it in the morning
But it's much more complicated to do so
When your mind's awake and your body's not
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Poems For When...
PoetryHere are some short poems I was inspired to write. They're based on the weather, things that make me happy sad, etc., things that have happened to me or that I believe happen to everyone, and probably some more topics. I've organized the chapters to...
