Sleep comes all to quickly these days
and lasts all through the morn.
If I could sleep any longer than that,
all day, my bed, I would adorn.
Never before in my life
have I felt so utterly drained
perhaps since until now
I’ve not been so completely strained.
I’d like to go back some day
to my old insomniac ways
but perhaps for now I’ll catch up
on all I lost and sleep for days.

© Autumn Siders 2018


As the night drags on,
it becomes abundantly clear
I’ve got nothing else to say;
my words just disappear.
My brain shuts down,
one neuron at a time,
as my eyes grow heavier
long after their prime.
Sleep finds others
but always evades me
while I wait in darkness
unable to see.

© Autumn Siders 2017


One succumbs to death

as one would succumb to sleep.

The child screams and fights

not quite ready to slumber yet.

Out all night the teen

still puts up a fight.

Then, without warning or right

Sleep sneaks in every night.

Before you know it

your eyes are closed tight.

© Autumn Siders 2014