Staring and Sleepless

Staring at my ceiling, another sleepless night, I close my eyes, but nothing happens, I'm still awake inside.

How to sleep, I ask myself, there's nothing wrong, so why awake, staring and wandering, back into my thoughts.

I push out, I'm safe now, to stay away from it, the traffic of thoughts is over powering, hence I'm still awake.

Too much on mind, where can I go, if not in my thoughts, then I'm staring into the deep cold, which doesn't help much either.

So back in mind, I must go, to solve my sleepless problem, why so troubled, so alone and sad?

I search around, and rack my brain, for some answer, but find nothing, but thrown out into the cold staring.

I turn on my side, to stare at the wall, please bring sleep, I cry through the traffic, but thoughts are unanswered, and I'm still awake.