When I look in the mirror I see a me, if it's early in the morn. I want to flee.
Hair standing on end, no make-up in sight, looks like Mr. Sandman didn't come last night.
Just slits for eyes and wrinkes deep, I see a me who needs some sleep.
So I wash my face and comb my hair, searching in my closet for something to wear.
Shower water splashing against my face, to try to meet the world with grace.
Brushing and floosing with a squirt of mint, taking care of me is time well spent.
Me feels better and takes another peek, until insomnia hits again next week.
Pauline Lieck 3-21-99
When you are cutting up bananas and apples to add to cherry jello at three in the morning you know you have insomnia. Crossword puzzles and cheetos at two o'clock. World news, check the neighbors out the blind. Oh heck everyone one is asleep so step out in my gown to feed the poor cat. She seems to have insomnia too. If I don't sleep tonight I'm taking a pill.