The light of the morn shadows my eyes
I can see trees whispering a rattle
Hear the chorus of dawn
Yet it feels to early for life to wake

Stretching my bones they creak from slumber
Aching muscles still raw
Body at rest to a minds party out

Welcome to the sleepless
We are the special ones
We hear your dreams
Catch your sounds

Surrounded by self inflicted paralysis
I thirst tea
Wondering if others feel the same
Do we all not move

Sleepless

It's early
I want to feel asleep
Turning at my pillow

I dream