Oh, sleep,
Why don’t you come to me?
I lay in waiting for you,
Thinking of fantasies.

I toss and turn,
Unable to tame my mind.
As my incessant thoughts
Roam around inside.

The bed that was once a cloud,
Is now as hard as a rock.
As time ticks away,
I lie staring at the clock.

The fan rages on,
The only sound ringing in my ears.
As I think for the thousandth time,
Oh sleep, why don’t you come to me?