Insomnia
- Feb 6, 2019
- 1 min read
Wide awake, my eyes they cross the room.
Tiredness kicks in not later than noon.
Sleep, sleep, sleep, come and visit me!
I'm not blind, but I can't see.
My eyes refuse to work,
my brain is in revolt.
Touch-down there goes the first eyelid!
No no, ... what was I thinking,
again, I had been played, like a fool.
Blinking eyes, blinking eyes, ..., wearing me out!
Sleep, sleep, sleep, come and visit soon.
Eyes stopped blinking, please give up the fight.
Tired, tired, I can't no longer be.
Sleep, sleep, sleep, come and visit me.
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