This midnight begs my eyelids restToday fades to tomorrow
While deeper breath consumes my chest
A moment I will borrow
A fool to think tomorrow's sun
Will smile and bow to greet me
I'll kid myself and think I've won
When I'm asleep completely
And then when night breaks into day
And thoughts resume their thinking
The morning sun will have its way
And laugh as I wake, blinking
Oh wretched day! Oh brightest sun!
How do you come so quickly?
You hide your face when nighttime falls
And always seem to trick me
(By: Me)
"I'll sleep when I'm dead." - Warren Zevon
2 comments:
love it! great poem and great pic. Where did you find that?
I found the photo on google images... good stuff.
The poem is mine.
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