Being Creative

In the past, I was known to write a little prose and poetry and have found some inspiration to get back and do some more.

There are no pretentions, no dreams or aspirations to be wonderful but just to keep the old brain active.

If you like them, read them, if you dont, ahhh weeeell


Saturday 27 February 2010

Just let me sleep

Awake again,
Sleep has happened,
But not enough,
Sleep deprivation

Watching the hours
Passing, counting
Waiting for daylight
Hoping, wakefulness

Each day is the same
Functioning, just
Sleepiness not far,
Half way there

Lunch time arrives
The keeper turns
The energy tap opens
Flooding out quickly

Like a balloon
Deflating rapidly
Feet trailing
Drunk with fatigue

Freaked and frustrated
Tired and taut
Washed out, wasted
Just let me sleep

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