The mind boggles as I listen to my phone chirp and beep with the never ending text messages of stupidity. I have longed to place my head on my pillow and rest for just a minute or two but then I receive a stupid text message that demands answering. I contemplate throwing my phone across the room but I don't feel like paying for another one. I send a snaky message hoping for blissful silence but then I hear the familiar sounds of my phone demanding yet another answer. I finally give them the answer they are demanding and turn my phone off to blissful silence and tuck it under the mattress just in case. I finally feel sleep begin to drift over me when I hear the cries of the young child down the hall from me..... I'm just not going to get any sleep.
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I wrote this as I tried to get some sleep. I have to be up and early tomorrow and I just don't seem to be able to get a chance to even try.
Comment and poem originally published on dA on 12/14/2008
It's funny that almost a year after this poem was written I would be losing sleep on a routine basis. My son was born 12/15/2009.
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