It’s 1 am, I’m wide awake
Remembering a past mistake
At 2 am, I hear a bell
Reminding me how far I fell
By 3 am, I ask for sleep
While making vows I dare not keep
Now 4 am becomes a blur
As morning birds begin to stir
At 5am it’s time to rise
And rub my swollen, puffy eyes
It’s 6am, the day's begun
After a night of sleepless fun
The coffee helps me forget
My insomnia for a bit
But I know, to my dismay
It will never go away
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Published by Erynn Crittenden
In love with the written word, Erynn pursued her passion and graduated from NSU with a degree in Creative Writing in the fall of 2019. Now, she spends her time writing for her website, working as a part-time copywriter, and enjoying the challenges of being a stay-at-home mother.
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