sleep...the lack thereof

Another poem related to one drunk on fatigue.

A Student's Sleep or the Lack Thereof

Life has been going by,
And I, as sleepily as ever
Endeavor to make it through the day
As the pressures of classes and papers and projects bind me.
Where did the light hearted days go?
Where did the restful nights descend?
How shall I function in the hour of your appearing
When faded I reflect upon the day?
Wearily I wonder the path of the day
Wishing to gain the strength to carry a full conversation,
To be a friend to those I still have,
And let them know they mean the world to me.
If only the day would lend its ever waking hours
I would ever be greatful and seek to repay it with my love and appreciation.
Behold! a new day dawns,
Awake!
Oh, awake!

by: mlejane
copyright 1998