It's the dead of night
My nerves strung extremely tight

4:30 a.m., I come awake with a start
I just hate life when at this hour my eyelids do part

My body aches, I need to relax
I'm so exhausted, my energy, this day will definitely tax

My brain cries out for needed relief
I hunger for sleep, I shout in disbelief

Why Again? when I desperately need to sleep
It doesn't work counting those naughty sheep

My mind races a million miles an hour
I might as well get up and go take a shower

But I continue to lie in bed
Sooo, I write this testy poem instead

Hoping that my eyelids will start to droop
Knowing in vain that my lost energy, I'll never recoup

An hour gone by
I angrily let out a tremendous sigh

Each tic toc of the clock doth ensue
Wistful dreams of sleep I'll not get to pursue

As the minutes and hours continue
My fond dreams of sleep now gone; flabbergasted, I know it's terribly true

Only a little while longer till I get up for work
My body hurts, but my job I cannot shirk

My wife's alarm clock goes off at 6
¡Oh fiddlesticks!

I guess my restless night is over
I wish it was just starting as I throw off my bedcovers  

Written by:
Jason Cheney
December 2, 2020