Midnight Musings

Something I wrote last night when I couldn't sleep...

Midnight musings

I give credit to losing

Half a good night's sleep

Stories fill the corners of my mind

Dotting my vision until I am blind

Places and people in my gaze

My thoughts become a colorful haze

How can I rest with all this?

Can't you see that it's pure bliss?

But, eventually, I must give in

To my body's need above the din

Of the wonderful stories

In my head

Now they sing me to my bed

And fade into the dark....

The End

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