4:30 AM

poem by: Rhys Thomas
Written on Feb 21, 2021 

It’s half past four
And I’m still awake
I’ve been like this
For the past few days

Been lying in bed
Since nine o’clock
And I still can’t get
Any sleep. Oh no

It’s five in the morning
I’ll get up at six
So what’s the point
In any of this?

 

Tags: Sad, Pain,

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Frank Hornby . commented on Feb 21, 2021 at 3:00pm
Insomnia is only a restless mind.......( I put the handbrake on) then chill out to music of the soothing kind.....hi Rhys..👍🏻
Rhys Thomas commented on Feb 21, 2021 at 4:41pm
Hi Frank. Hope you’re still keeping well. I like soothing music and the sound of rain, But I’ve no idea why I have a restless brain
Frank Hornby . commented on Feb 21, 2021 at 8:21pm
Before you go to bed ..take a tip from me ...listen to a few tracks of AC DC...also a few pints of your favourite booze...a perfect recipe to help you snooze...🎶🍺👍🏻....😴?
ann parks commented on Feb 22, 2021 at 1:43am
Been there done that....lovely poem

 

 

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