a little bit manic
and a little bit dreary
there's not a soul left
for me to turn to
so i spit out poems
on a website with strangers
it won't help, won't fill the void
but it's the best i can do
at least i'm doing it

Click, click
Scroll, scroll
Light shine in my face
Clock is ticking
As I lie awake

What time is it now?
Doesn’t even matter
The birds will chirp soon
I’ll hear all the clatter

My family waking,
Breakfast will cook
“You’re up early!”
But sleep I never took

Click, click
Scroll, scroll
Tap, tap
Roll, roll

Side to side
I rocked all night
A comfortable spot?
No, not quite.

Time to get up, another restless night.