slumber evades me as lay here
wondring why i can only stare
at a ceiling so bland and white
this will be my third night
no rest, why i dont know
could it be the meds, i suppose
the world is silent at this hour
folding in its petals like a flower
stars fade away as the dawn rises
another night no sleep, no surprises
driving u crazy making you weep
such a simple wish, this thing called sleep


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