From half open eyes lids
Image’s seep
So tired
but yet so far from sleep
Is it my over active senses
That keeps me in this state
Or simply too much cheese
To late upon my plate
My bed is warm
My pillow soft
My love lies by my side
Everything is perfectly set
To sleep until morning time
Now if I can just close my eyes
And try to sleep once more
To dream a peaceful dream
Is all I’m praying for
🥱🥱🥱
Love this, The contrast between the humour in verse two and the softness in verse three and the desperation in the last few lines really describes the roller coaster of frustrations, thoughts and emotions we all go through.
Totally relate. This has a very smooth tone to it.
This is a simple piece and better for it, I love how you've still got a rhythm though it'sfree flowing,
'Or simply too much cheese ,
To late upon my plate'
I love this line, the roar is the crushing insomnia we all fight, but the whisper is in those lines above. They resonate with me, I read them as resignation, self- blame , apathy, all the PD symptoms that don't get much air time!
Sad and familiar but I hope the cheese was good!