Too tired... Too long of a day, too weird of a day, but also it was fun... Here's someting my brain came up with at 2:00 AM. You are welcome, I hope you enjoy it... Someday it will be read and someone will think that I was talking about the deep inner feelings that lay within each and every human being, perpetuating the individuality of modern society as a constant objection to the natural way of things, the evolution of the dogmatic days of yore into the technological giga-monoloths which stand towering overhead that somehow depict the frailty of the human condition by simply saying "no", or they'll say, "Oh God, another Graue poem... Why do I have to study this?" HA! Enjoy!
The late night witching hour is almost come,
Yet here I am, awake, biting my thumbs,
Unable to sleep and dream of a sweet find,
Blanket and Pillow, take away my mind.
Let me drift on clouds as I have oft done!
Let me rest on flowerbeds in the sun!
If not a moment of your precious sleep,
then pray my sanity am I to keep!
A new day dawns and I've not shut my eyes!
The red sun peels back the night in the skies,
My pillow I clutch tight, pleading for rest!
How can I start the day not at my best?!
Stars twinkling, give me all your power,
close my eyes tight and turn my heart sour,
silence my deep thoughts, let them stir me not,
As I try to sleep in what time I've got.
