I wish I could sleep my eyes open starring in the dark listening to the noises and voices now the telephone is ringing shrill laughter is torturing my ears someone turns the volume on the TV up great, all I need is a headache I close my eyes trying to transition to a quiet, peaceful place I pull my pillow over my head I am so tired so tense so on edge I toss and turn on my make shift bed it feels like for hours and hours Finally things seem to quiet down My eyes closed my hands folded I say a silent prayer and slowly drift of to sleep
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I've been there before. Know exactly what you are speaking of. Great expression in your poem. I'm glad you finally fell asleep.
rob