Poem Title: Nobody Knows

September 28, 2017

I first wrote this poem in 2002 when I was hugely challenged with health and sleep. It still resonates with me today. My hope: It reaches out to others.

 

Nobody knows what it’s like,

Lying awake for half the night,

You toss and turn,

You cannot sleep,

You get up to read or write,

Maybe drink some soothing potion,

But still, sleep does not come

Nobody knows what it’s like

Your eyelids heavy,

Your brain fuzzy

You pace the floor

Then read some more,

Go online, send some email,

All the while, remaining calm,

And still, sleep does not come

Nobody knows what it’s like

Irritated, anxious

How long will it be before

you can close your eyes with ease 

Slowly feel slumber take over,

Trying not to wake your mate

As he, heavy in sleep

Snores, oh how he snores,

You watch for the first signs

Of morning light,

You hear the dawn chorus,

as you still lie awake,

Nobody knows what it’s like

You try to carry on

To face another day, cranky 

in a fog, everything aches

And again as night time comes round, 

You want to scream and shout

Please, oh, please, carry me away to 

drift down into the deepest of rest 

and sleep

Nobody knows what it’s like

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