sleeping (Photo credit: riebschlager)
A weariness engulfs me
I am spent
And yet the drive to find these words
Will not relent
Release me yet
Within my bones
An ache arises
And like a serpent coiled within
Prepares to strike
With sudden ferocity
Bidding me give in, give in!
My eyes are heavy
Weights on eyelids
Struggling now to stay awake
And somehow here
Record this struggle
Before I sleep
Then greet daybreak
Oh muse so cruel
So unrelenting
Let me rest now, let me sleep
So on the morn
I wake refreshed
To serve these promises I keep
(c) Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved
helenvalentina 
Gosh, this is like my life right now. So many restless nights. Love this!
Thank you! Much appreciated! 🙂
Its difficult, when “musings” like that keeps one awake, but its also so soothing to see the final result afterwards…
That’s very true…and in this case the weariness was the muse in many ways!! 🙂
This is awesome Helen… I can sure relate.
Thanks Roxi!! 🙂
The lot of a writer, to be woken in the early hours by an idea you just have to get down before it fades. And the exhaustion in the morning. You put it so perfectly. ^_^
Thank you – yes I am sure that most writers on thse blogs can relate! 🙂
Unfortunately one of the drawbacks of a writer’s lifestyle. Well written Helen. to which many writers on here would be able to understand.
Thank you so much, very much appreciated!! 🙂