Awake

It's light. / 

I want to sleep. / 

Close my eyes and count the sheep. / 

The sun is up, /

But my mind is not. /

Slip off the covers, /

The coffee steams hot. / 

I take a sip, /

My nerves shake. / 

Good morning world, /

I'm awake.

This poem is about: 
Me

Comments

taa1542

Verisimilitude of the mind waking up is conveyed through short choppy lines and the progression from sheep to coffee. Nicely done.

lanie_lou_

Thank you for your thoughtful comment. 

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