I can't

I cannot sleep
I cannot dream
When I cannot dream I cannot write
When I cannot write I cannot draw
It's not worth my breath to speak, there is no one to listen
No one can hear
And no one can see that I cannot sleep.


My mind is troubled beyond all good measure tonight. I came home from a wedding exhausted and am more awake not then I was at noon. Noon was 15 hours ago. With a terrible movie in the background I'll type what I can. I have little inspiration and great doubt in my mind. The day's events went all well until I got home and it all goes down hill from there. But, yes there is a but, I don't know how far downhill I've rolled. I am left unsure and in unrest and so I can't sleep.