Blithering in Rhyme...

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    Blithering in Rhyme...

    Why will sleep not come to me?
    What is it that I dread?
    Am I afraid I'll miss something?
    Or that I'll wake up dead?
     
    Instead of being up for 16 hours
    And going to sleep for eight,
    I stay awake for 30 hours plus,
    Then sleep for 14 straight!
     
    I never know what day it is
    Or even if it's day or night.
    The one thing that I do know, though,
    Is something isn't right...
     
    There's a feeling of uneasiness,
    Like a task is not complete.
    I don't know what this 'task' could be,
    And yet, it won't let me sleep!
     
    But I feel like the grandkids need me
    So I stay up throughout the day.
    And at night when it's finally quiet
    Then I can relax and play.
     
    I'll run two computer games at once
    And chat too, if someone's awake.
    That's just my quiet "me" time, I guess.
    Don't wanna miss it for sleep's sake.
     
    But then there are times like now,
    When nobody else is online,
    The games can't hold my interest,
    And I'm half asleep in my mind.
     
    Yet I'm fighting the thought of laying down,
    And I just don't understand why.
    I guess I should forget about wondering,
    And just force myself to try...
     
     

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