Poems: Words Of A Poet

Sleepless

My eyes are wide open,
I lay there hoping,
That maybe once in these last few hours of the night,
I can rest,
Before time hits light,
and my body won't feel weak,
and my health won't be a the edge of it's peak;

The pills don't work,
My brain hurts,
No one believes me,
To them, I'm just sick,
Doctors take your pick,
What's wrong,
do you know?,

Why is it taking so long,
why and how;
My dreams are heartless,
My eyes see nothing but darkness,
and yet they are open,
that is just what happens to the ones who are sleepless;