I lie awake at night and stare
Transfixed
At the ceiling in the darkness as
A thought a though a stupid thought
Assaults my hapless mind.
This stupid, pointless, inane thought,
Takes hostage of my mind.
I cant help but think and think and think
This thought that keeps and keeps me from
The sweet the sweet the oh so sweet
Oblivion of sleep.
It’s bouncing bouncing bouncing
‘Round my troubled little mind.
If I can’t sleep — I can’t I can’t —
What havoc it will wreak.
This little thought. This empty thought.
This dream without the sleep
Will underscore a little more
Insanity, I think.
I wrote this over the course of a few nights when I couldn't sleep. I sometimes get fixated on things as I lie in bed -- questions I want answered, issues I had during the day, etc. It's difficult to let them go and just relax. I was trying to convey the frustration I felt while I was writing this.