Donna
Autorin
The hours stretch into the night
Riding insomnia's harsh smite
A lonely highway unfurls
This tired vehicle hurls,
at break-neck speed to nowhere
Raging at everything unfair
In fifth gear, engine revving
Hot tires are howl-singing
Almost flying above road,
in go! go! go! go! go! mode
Passed exits and rest stops
Nevertheless, no stress drops
One back tire wobble whines
Headlights counting divider lines
Bright taxi-cab yellow, shines
Blinking neon signs invite
Ease in here, for a pause tonight!
Lost, spent, empty and drowsy
No amount of quarreling,
will stop what I'm battling
Invisible force withholds sleep
Degrading to exhausted heap
Almost out of gas to drive
Some can do this and still thrive
Shifting down into fourth gear
Goddamn, I've had a hard year
Yet, no pity party here!
I wipe away a trickling tear
Constantly pushing back fear
Towards tranquility I steer
I take the opportunity
Refuse negativity
Gripping irritability
Lock down false anxiety
I am my own sanctuary
There's that sunny proclivity!
So what, it is what it is!
Gotta flow with the changes
Some things just aren't our choices
Make the best of them curses
In confidence, cross those bridges
What a revelation, hubris!
Being tired is not my fault
It's insomnia's assault
Coming to a screeching halt
Tire marks burnt to asphalt
Sleeplessness makes a somersault
Relieving rest starts to exalt
© Donna H.
August 22, 2024
Riding insomnia's harsh smite
A lonely highway unfurls
This tired vehicle hurls,
at break-neck speed to nowhere
Raging at everything unfair
In fifth gear, engine revving
Hot tires are howl-singing
Almost flying above road,
in go! go! go! go! go! mode
Passed exits and rest stops
Nevertheless, no stress drops
One back tire wobble whines
Headlights counting divider lines
Bright taxi-cab yellow, shines
Blinking neon signs invite
Ease in here, for a pause tonight!
Lost, spent, empty and drowsy
No amount of quarreling,
will stop what I'm battling
Invisible force withholds sleep
Degrading to exhausted heap
Almost out of gas to drive
Some can do this and still thrive
Shifting down into fourth gear
Goddamn, I've had a hard year
Yet, no pity party here!
I wipe away a trickling tear
Constantly pushing back fear
Towards tranquility I steer
I take the opportunity
Refuse negativity
Gripping irritability
Lock down false anxiety
I am my own sanctuary
There's that sunny proclivity!
So what, it is what it is!
Gotta flow with the changes
Some things just aren't our choices
Make the best of them curses
In confidence, cross those bridges
What a revelation, hubris!
Being tired is not my fault
It's insomnia's assault
Coming to a screeching halt
Tire marks burnt to asphalt
Sleeplessness makes a somersault
Relieving rest starts to exalt
© Donna H.
August 22, 2024