Poetry

Sleep Deprived (#559)

Can’t seem to get enough sleep,
And the effects are starting to creep,

I don’t mean for it to show,
But everything’s on a new level of slow,

It feels like I’ve taken a sleeping pill,
To stay awake is taking all my will,

My grammar and spelling have gone to hell,
It’s like I’m under some screw-up spell,

I’m trying to focus but not doing so hot,
For that matter, my motivation is shot,

This ailment has only one cure,
A good night’s sleep long and pure,

Any Thoughts?

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