The Sleepless Night

                                                   

The Sleepless Night

tick tocking away

The lamp shines in

a sick dimming way

The sleepless night

sways and wanes

on til before dawn

stays and chains

The sleepless night

chains me to a paradigm

of sleepless thoughts

I lay, wondering what

vexes the sleepless night

as I attempt to sleep the

sleepless somber of this

sleepless night.

-Julien Grey

                                                   

This poem is about: 
Me

Comments

Additional Resources

Get AI Feedback on your poem

Interested in feedback on your poem? Try our AI Feedback tool.
 

 

If You Need Support

If you ever need help or support, we trust CrisisTextline.org for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741