Saturday, December 4, 2010

Wide Awake

Still wide awake.

And it seems like everything's still except for the buzzing of the electric fan.

It's 8 minutes before midnight. It takes toll when all you can think of is sleep. You try to lie down and close your eyes. You try and try. But, for minutes than run into hours, sleep doesn't come.

So, you get up and look for things to do. As you force your eyes to tire out, you come up with poems and essays that are too personal. They say too much.

And when at last, it's near sunrise, you feel it. You sleep while the rest of the world wakes up.
One by one, roommates get up until you are left alone in a large room where you alone lie. So, you get up with only a few hours of sleep and try to do what the rest of the world does.

You keep hoping that sleep comes to you at the appropriate time. That's what you did a few hours ago and still, sleep didn't come.

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