The light of my life
My life is a light that should be beaming bright
That needs to charge up like a battery as I sleep every night
But then again the trouble is that I never sleep right
So am I living on the brink of a blast with dynamite ?
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I can’t ever remember a good nights sleep
Where I could drift off amidst slumberland dreaming so deep
I spend most of the midnight hours counting those sheep
But you have to laugh about it unless you would surely weep..
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This light of my life flickers like a flame
I cannot keep it shining bright Oh what a shame
And I think I have an overactive brain that is solely to blame
It runs off on a total tangent and is just impossible to tame...
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Comments
thats sad i have nights
i dont sleep wonderful poem
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Oh Jill, I can agree so much with your plight for it's cruelty beyond any of the words you have sadly written.
The best intentions all turn to dust and ALL remedies and so called
'this'll never fail' cures have been done to death to keep one more than entrapped in the land of the living.
It is not easy and try as you may you can't escape for all roads seem to lead to disquiet.
And I'm a real Job's Comforter for you tonight!
All I can possibly say is bliss, it comes when you least expect it and be thankful for tender mercies for that off-switch, no matter its duration.
Thanks for writing and sharing and fingers crossed there's no disco car tearing down your street in the wee small hours.
I wish you well and back tomorrow.❤️
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