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Feb 2014
As I sit in my bed after tossing and turning
Thoughts and emotions run high.
Too many questions with no answers burning.
Why can't I fall asleep? Why?

My mental state is at critical mass
With thoughts of discouraging fear.
You'd think my brain would kick its own ***
For letting this sleeplessness near.

Its night number three of getting no sleep
In this fourth week of 2010.
Sleep aides can't help and **** counting sheep.
When will I doze off? When?

I wish I could be in some distant land
Where I cannot see anyone.
Where nothing but sun, clean air and warm sand
Is everything I need for one.

Take me away on some treacherous trek
Lead me somewhere deep into space.
I want to see Earth as small as a speck
I want to go to that place.


Let's go to Brazil and explore the vast forest
Let's find some places unknown
I want to hear birds sing an unholy chorus
I want this for me as my own.

These are the places that I wish to go
When sleep takes me away.
But sleep is a dream in itself don't you know.
Which is why I wrote this today.

Dreams are a portal to my own little world
And I alone hold the key.
But nights such as these where my mind lie unfurled
Dreams aren't happening for me.

This place we call home, this planet named Earth
Is turning and floating through time.
If I don't find where my time is of worth
It all won't be worth a dime.

This dumb little story, this lame little piece
Is just to help me pass out.
And now that I think my mind is at peace
Some sleep's what I'm talking 'bout.
Dookie
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Dookie  San Francisco
(San Francisco)   
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