Sleep Deprived (A Poem) / myLot

United States

March 25, 2016 5:47am CST

Sleep deprived, Eyes are blurry, Too much on my mind, Too much in a hurry. Staying up too late, Fitful kind of sleep, Up every hour, Impatient, roving sheep. Finally, my sleep is turning Into a deep slumberland. Than guess what happens next, It isn't in the plan. The alarm clocks blares a message. Time to get up you fool. All that I want to do Is cry in my bed, "Boo, hoo."

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Prageet Goel

@wanderlus_she_be (23)

• Kanpur, India

25 Mar 16

It's a fine poem but you need to brush up on your skills. Write more and you'll be great. :)

amnabas

@amnabas (14128)

• Karachi, Pakistan

25 Mar 16

Yes inspite of sleep depreciation the alarm clock doesn't waits for anyone.

jin

@Yar_Joey (3271)

• Philippines

25 Mar 16

Luckily, i sleep early at 8PM and wake up at 2AM for necessity, then at 6AM for my morning ritual