Bleary-eyed and body weak
The lack of sleep begins to wreak
Havoc on my tired soul
Exhaustion starts to take its toll
I try to rid my mind of thought
But sadly it is all for naught
For slumber doesn’t want to come
Despite the brain and body numb
So I sit and try to write
Listening to sounds of night
Feeling just a little punchy
Damn it! Now I’ve got the munchies…
Seems we are on the same page, you and I!
Silly Sonnet
When eyes are closed and sleep descends so sweet,
The demons of the night, they like it not.
They bid my Guardian Angels to retreat
And hinder their fine works with all they’ve got!
I try; I strive to be the best I can;
Yet strife and doubt beset me all day long.
Each wee success is but the flash-in-pan
Each tune a mournful dirge and not a song!
Each time I laugh, there’s bitter tears in store
For each success, a failure’s sure to come.
I will get less, for I dared ask for more –
I’m bound to fail, when all is said and done.
Welcome insomnia, wakefulness at night;
I cede my sleep – though not without a fight!
I still haven’t got the hang of how to do paragraphs….
[…] This post was mentioned on Twitter by Olivia Short, Olivia Short. Olivia Short said: Ode to sleep – Liza Rosenberg http://lizarosenberg.com/2010/09/11/ode-to-insomnia/#more-1147 […]