I punch the pillow, the sheets I kick. Feet in, feet out, there's no comfy pick. One minute warm, the next ashiver. No rest for me will sleep deliver. I toss, I turn, sweet comfort I seek. Moments tick by, at the clock I peek. How can it be only half past three? I stumbled away six times to pee. I tense my muscles, wriggle my toes. Relaxing eludes me, off it goes. A drumbeat throbs along my pulse points. I moan, I groan, pain gnaws at my joints. Where's the drifting, the floating, the calm? I'm shattered by a nerve-tingling bomb. I yearn to crash, meet bedtime bliss. And yet new morn dawns, still no sleep's kiss. I sigh, I rise, my daze day begins. I wobble, trip, rest-deficit wins. A fog descends, muffles my vision. Slumber spent, I rue sleep's decision. ( 20 lines )
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