Poem -
MY DAY AND MY NIGHT
My day and my night
My night and my day
They're tossed all together
In some kind of strange way
How do I know;
If my day started or ended
If one runs into the other
Till their stirred up and blended
When there's nothing to look forward to
And you're just doing your time
I guess that's what happens
When your life has no reason or rhyme
My day and my night
My night and my day
Did I just wake up
Or did I sleep my whole day away
It's a terrible feeling
To wake up and not know
If it's the sun that should be shining
Or the moon that should glow
My day and my night
My night and my day
I wake up confused
As my life ebbs away
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i can relate it helps to keep a patteren i am a pretty sound sleeper when i do sleep
my nickname used to be midnight now its sunshine lol enjoyed reading your poem
linda
Thank you Linda! I woke up today thinking it was 4:30am only to discover that it was 4:30pm the following day. WOW!
Dear GAYLE!!.... this is VERY well written considering the impetus..... writing CAN sometimes help when dealing with depression's many confusing faces..... and one of those faces is definitely wrapped up in the dream cycles!!..... sleeping too much or too little can be psychologically debilitating.....I am so happy to see you're writing......a good sign!!..... hang in there dear poet sister!!....I pray everything moves forward and in a positive direction!!..... your cyber-friend and admirer!!......T xo ? ♥
Thank you Tony! :-)