Sleep

by Sinister Soire   May 8, 2005


What is the problem with me?
Why can I not sleep?
What is it about it that eludes me?
Where are the counting sheep?

How many nights have I spent,
Here awake in this bed?
Too many times just laying here
With thoughts inside my head

Windows open, windows closed
I have tried it all but nothing works
Sheets on, sheets off
But inside the secret still lurks

I close my eyes another time
But I cannot fall asleep
What was it that awoke me
And lifted me up from the deep

Inside my head I think back
To what I did before I woke
Thinking about what had happened
And every word I spoke

My thoughts mix back into my dream
And my eyes are sealed down
Back into the darkened sleep
Into the abyss which I drown

copyright 2005 © Logan brown

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  • 18 years ago

    by Pianist

    True... I have often tried to describe the moments in which I am subconscious... yet the difficulty remains. You did a fair job of it. Read some of my work if you find the time.

  • 18 years ago

    by Victoria

    I hate when this happens very good poem!

    take care

  • 18 years ago

    by Not Bulletproof

    <3 I know thissssss. This is like meee, well, except the last two stanzas, that threw me off a little. <3 But the majority is like me =) I love it. You're sooosoosososossososoos amazing. I bet a lot of people agree with me too. <3 I love you baby, you're perfect..I wish I could lie with you in your bed, maybe I could help you to sleep, or maybe we'd just be awake all night, who knows, who cares, I'd be with you, that would be all that matters to me. I love you <3 xxxxxx

    -Mortalidaga
    xxTakeCarexx

    actually, i do care =P, I'd probably be like all nahhy and be like "logan! you need to sleep, get some sleep!" hehe <3 i love you

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