Insomnia

For the Writer’s Cramp 8/28

In my mind
it creeps it creeps
thoughts and dreams of sleep
of sleep
I toss and turn in bed
at night
but sleep won’t come--
why must we fight?
I close my eyes
and I count sheep
but even still
I cannot sleep
The world is busy
in my head
I’m filled with fear
and so much dread
Oh sleep oh sleep
return to me
hear my cries
please hear my pleas
Take me from
my tortured thoughts
would that this would be
for naught
A pill or potion
I'm apt to take
so I won't stay
so wide awake--
But in my mind
I’m running fast
how long will
this trouble last?
Will daylight find me
still awake?
How much more
can I still take?
Because in my mind
it creeps it creeps
thoughts and dreams of sleep
of sleep…