fragments of light cascade across my sight
shades of black and white invade the night
its a fight just to stay awake and write
eyes are focused tight, glued to the screen
words are formed thru letters being teamed
sounds and sylobols come together clean
the flow picks up steam, verse takes shape
verbs are placed into their fitted case
each space represents time to think
smash thru mental blocks confining the links
every setence's connection uniquely distinct
till fatigue sets in, sleep is on the brink
attention span shirnks, hard to piece the puzzle
eyes are in trouble as tiredness doubles
time expires, each second collected is subtle
thoughts once so loud.. are now distorted and muffled
my mind wonders as my eye lids slowly close
got to finish this piece.. so i'll only doze
next thing you know its morning & the computer froze
my mirror exposed.. sleep marks and keyboard imprints
never write sleep deprived, just save and print it
prose didnt survive, never should’ve tried to finish it
now those images become unlimited ports of stress
mad at myself for coming up short in text
all because I tried to force the thoughts off my chest