Here I am it’s 3:00 a.m. I’m wide awake for goodness sake.
Tried counting sheep, breathing deep, cookies and milk, but still no sleep.
Stressed about things I must do. Kept that up from twelve til two.
I know what those who sleep have said. When worry messes with your head, write down everything you can. Then wait for Mr. Sandman.
In the dark my thoughts are flowing. My worry list just keeps on growing.
I can’t wait til morning’s here, then all my fears will disappear. I wrote them down just like they said and then I tucked myself in bed.
I’m really tired but sleep evades me. Sandman won’t you come and save me? If I don’t drift off real soon, tomorrow I’ll be fried by noon.
It’s 6:00 a.m., I’m up again. When I’m finished writing this, I’ll look at my worry list.
The dark is starting to subside I see it’s getting light outside. I’m waiting for the light of day to throw my stupid list away.