Uncomfortable

by MissMana   Nov 14, 2009


I talk to myself
while i cant sleep
i look out my window
see darkness cover the street

so i crawl under the covers
and move all around
i think to myself
would it be better on the ground

my brain wont stop
i think i want to get high
or maybe i don't
maybe i just want to cry

either or, I'm not sure
i cant really decide
all i no is I'm tired
and need to push the feelings aside

1 am, 2 am, 3 am, 4
my eye's are still wide
i switch to my back
and then side to side

now the sun is rising
no sleep yet again
will my brain ever shut off
because i need it to end

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  • 13 years ago

    by CY GINDLE

    How strange is this Im up at 3am can,t sleep
    so i fiqure i see if someone commented
    weirld that i picked this p[oem to read
    excellent flow and rhyming 5/5