The lights are low;
my bed is warm;
my mind is slow
but my eyes aren't drawn.

Why can I never sleep?
It seems that when the moon is bright
that's the time I get thoughts so deep.
Sleep is my enemy, and I'm losing the fight.

I don't understand how my mind is racing
under the covers in my dark room,
I have so much energy I could even start pacing!
Just praying and hoping I can get to sleep soon.

Maybe it's stress
I just need to unwind
I wish I could think less
but try telling that to my mind.

Writing helps though,
to let out all my worry.
It's a way of letting go
though sleep doesn't arrive in a hurry.

I've killed 30 minutes
but sleep is still being evasive
I've almost reached my limits,
at least I've wasted time being creative.

Lights are low;
my bed is warm
maybe consciousness will soon go -
I want to sleep before dawn.

~E.Y.