You’re fine.
You’re focused.
WHAM!
A wall of tired hits you
like a brick,
And suddenly even keeping
your eyes open is impossible.
You thought you’d be fine,
And that it really wasn’t
that bad.
That as long as you didn’t
get comfortable,
You wouldn’t fall asleep.
But suddenly you could be
standing on hot coals,
And it would be the most
comfortable place in the world.
Fighting to keeps your eyes
open,
As if they are being weighed
down by the weight of the world.
If you could get your blood
flowing,
You would make it through.
Getting up to “go to the bathroom,"
But really to walk around
and keep you awake.
It won’t work!
Just one more minuhh…
And you’re out.
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