this poem, like many of mine, is written in my darkess hours, hours of depression.


sleep

Midnight; I must not sleep,
If I do dare to,
Nightmares will drag me deep,
No I must not sleep.

One o’clock; I must not sleep,
Nightmares overcome my dreams,
Making me want to weep,
No I must no sleep.

Two o’clock; I must not sleep,
But in my bones,
Tiredness, begins to seep,
No I must not sleep.

Three o’clock; I must not sleep,
My eyes grew heavy,
Maybe I could just take a peep,
No I must not sleep.

Four o’clock; I must not sleep,
Cannot face the nightmares,
But my eyes weigh a heap,
No I must not sleep.

Five o’clock; I must not sleep,
Not much longer to go,
My heart gives a leap,
No I must not sleep.

Six o’clock; I can now sleep,
The night is gone,
No longer awake can I keep,
Yes how I must sleep.




Poetry by amy-leigh
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Written on 2006-07-28 at 02:46

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Arti
Very dark text of depression.... good job!!
2006-07-28


lastromantichero
another very powerful yet as you say depressing text
content
sad
skill very good
rgds mike
2006-07-28