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3 A.M
3 A.M , everyone is asleep
I can't rest my mind can't let me
All I have is racing thoughts
Day dreaming about tomorrow
And what things must get done
Recollection of the past
of the things I've done
Mistakes I've made
What was left unsaid
I want to sleep but ideas and thoughts
pops one after another
Confined to my phone,to this prison called insomnia
I toss and turn..
I fluff my pillows & pull the covers on and off
I wake up and cook or eat the left overs
I arrange my room to pass time
at the end I give up and take a calmative
I blankly stare at the ceiling and wait
Finally
I can sleep and wake up on the next sleepless night