Sleep

I sit here when  I should be in bed, must be going out of my head
but even when I do, my minds in a stew,
wondering what the next move is to make, what I should do

I go to bed but cannot sleep, stirring round or snoring deep,
with a cough and choke, splutter and sneeze
must get up now, get up, get up, I  need a wee

its not fair, one sleep would do, sleeping soundly as babies do
not toss and turn and wake up all night
sleeping and worrying in another dream fright
nightmare after nightmare, scaring myself
punching out in the middle of the night

well here goes for a few more
work the next day and I'm up at four
another day slog and home by three
then probably fall asleep on my yellow settee