In the Mourning

Now I lay me down to sleep

It’s after midnight

I stay up late because going to bed early makes no difference

No matter what I try my nights are restless

I toss and turn or get up to pee twice

These breaks in my sleep
How I long to extend the night

I dread the am and the coming of the light

I close my eyes but I never seem to rest

When I finally fall under, slipping into the deep
My alarm chirps aloud and I’m ripped from my sleep

Saddened because I’m still exhausted and as I think of all the hours without slumber

No wonder I feel no relief

And as I’m forced to rise

I start my day in grief

In the mourning