“Sleepy”
I’m so tired, still I open my eyes
Breathing too quickly although I try
To inhale calmly and let out a sigh
And think to myself and wonder why
Am I so cold? And to my surprise
I’ve hidden exhaustion behind a guise
Of nervous energy and wicked lies
I tell myself to realize
What dreams mean when I fly
And when I fall wish I were high
And then I’ll crawl wish I could cry
Again that’s all like I have died
And
I’m so sleepy, still I am awake
Dreaming when so much real is at stake
And sometimes decisions that I have to make
Are more like illusions that I have to fake
And even though sometimes I make a mistake
I still need to rest; the whole world needs to wait
Because I need to sleep so I need to take
Something that won’t make me crash too late
But nothing is out there for my own sake
And nothing’s in here for me not to hate
Except nothing and nowhere for me to escape
Through the cracks, can’t sleep through this mental earthquake.
Jan 20, 2003
MW
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“mental earthquake” – I love that phrase. Oh, I’m sleepy now, but nothing like the level of what this poem depicts so well, and I know that state of mind too.
Hope you’re feeling good today!!!! Xo
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Well, I’m not as tired as when I originally wrote it, having gone days without sleep during those times. At least now insomnia is more of a stressful nuisance than a major life disruption, as it once was!
And I imagine you can relate, especially to the “mental earthquake” part!
xoxo to you too & God Bless with rest!
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I feel too sleepy to comprehend this hahah.
Were you reading a lot of Dr Seuss at the time..?
Very creative
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