Why does insomnia haunt me tonight?
Couldn’t I see just a few zzzzs
The sheets are smooth
The blankets warm
No sounds or rustles out of the norm
I toss and turn wishing for a snore
Instead my mind wants to race some more
Why is this precious thing I seek
So desperately far out of reach?
The night caresses soothingly
I wait to feel my drowsy lids
Yet here I sit
Not knowing when
Yet sure to slumber
Just not too soon