Insomnia

why wont sleep take me in its arms. middle of the night, i roam around. in search of some forgotten thing. why wont sleep take me in its arms. i think of the damndest things, no sane person would think of. but then again, what sane person is up at two o'clock in the morning. i start talking to myself, because im the only one who will listen. why wont sleep take me in its arms. gentle hum of the fan. i hear the crickets chirping. i wonder, are they awake, or are they chirping away in their sleep. why wont sleep take me in its arms. surrounded in darkness. another world emerges. i start dreaming, but im awake. no, hes really not here, its your imagination. why wont sleep take me in its arms. i see the sun start to rise. shades of pink, yellow, and orange. i hear birds start to cry. the stars start to fade from the sky. why wont sleep take me in its arms. beep beep beep. six am. time to start another day. another dreadfully long day, after another sleepless night. why wont sleep take me in its arms. Written September 9th, 2001 © on Sep 09 2001 11:29 AM PST   0 • 10