120th Post
In which you are tired.
But once you lie in your bed.
You have this feeling.
That the bed you are lying on.
Is no longer yours.
No matter how much you toss and turn.
You can't sleep.
And just when you manage to fall asleep.
A barrage of nightmares and weird dreams begins to plague you.
And thus.
You end up not being able to sleep the entire night.
Makes me wonder.
What have i done wrong.
To deserve the loss of sleep.
And make me start the afternoon.
A grumpy person.
Sigh.
Hopefully night will come soon.
For it is in the night.
That i seek refuge from the noise of the day.
And that i can be myself.
Living the night life.
The blood drinker.
The bringer of death.

But once you lie in your bed.
You have this feeling.
That the bed you are lying on.
Is no longer yours.
No matter how much you toss and turn.
You can't sleep.
And just when you manage to fall asleep.
A barrage of nightmares and weird dreams begins to plague you.
And thus.
You end up not being able to sleep the entire night.
Makes me wonder.
What have i done wrong.
To deserve the loss of sleep.
And make me start the afternoon.
A grumpy person.
Sigh.
Hopefully night will come soon.
For it is in the night.
That i seek refuge from the noise of the day.
And that i can be myself.
Living the night life.
The blood drinker.
The bringer of death.

