Missis Insomnia, where
Do you put all stolen hours?
Have you no pleasures to share?
Have you no vigilant owls?
You are the greatest of robbers,
You crawl so kindly through night
Into the morning of sorrows,
Into the sorrows of light.
Missis Insomnia, why,
Why did you make such a choice,
Was it because that a cry
Breaking your silence with noise?
Have you not others who`re working,
Or who are hanging with friends,
Have you not strangers who`re lurking,
Or who are having loud sex?
Missis Insomnia, I`d rather say
Sitting in front of the life
Brings me some sort of malicious dismay,
Takes from me powers to strife.
Fittest of fittest are dreaming,
Worst of the worst just black out,
And only me, I am not sleeping,
And I am crying aloud.
Sleeplessness
© Copyright: Королева-Пенская, 2012
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