Poetry

Was the one

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Who wanted sleep

But now only getting hours here and there.

Falling asleep through out the day as mornings are spent tossing and turning.

So restless and feeling so hopeless with no hope insight as this is the third morning in a row.

Laying awake turning to close my eyes so hard in hope that will convince myself to fall back to sleep.

But here I am still up since waking up a little after 3am.

Tried reading and praying and yet here I am still up as a part of me begs for sleep.

Yet no relief insight as the morning comes and my responsibilities start to pile up and all I want to do is go back to sleep.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
Copyright ©️ 2020 By Deirdre Stokes

3 thoughts on “Was the one”

  1. tanaka_tkzy – A Zimbabwean Medical Student who has a passion to impact the world especially teenage scholars and young adults through writing articles on issues bothering young people, humanitarian issues and poetry. My writing is diversified and my opinions are expressed in my own way which I hope my readers will find interesting.
    tanaka_tkzy says:

    This is a good piece Deidre!

    1. mywords2228 – Love writing poetry and reading tons of books. I also write short fiction stories and hope to include them on my page soon; I hope you enjoy my work, and thanks for stopping by my page.
      mywords2228 says:

      Thank you, I’m glad you enjoyed it!

      1. tanaka_tkzy – A Zimbabwean Medical Student who has a passion to impact the world especially teenage scholars and young adults through writing articles on issues bothering young people, humanitarian issues and poetry. My writing is diversified and my opinions are expressed in my own way which I hope my readers will find interesting.
        tanaka_tkzy says:

        You are welcome.

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