come sleep

Blue sky, green fields, wind blowing
a perfect picture of a river flowing
as i close my eyes i see
the meeting of the sky and sea
on the beach the sunset
and hope that it calms my unrest
if only it was so easy, but its not
i dont understand what i have caught
with open eyes i look around the room of mine
see the fan whirling, hear the ticking of time
thoughts race one after the other
like a ship without a rudder
they never make sense what i feel
all i want is peace, too much to ask, it must seem
how long i spend like this i dont know
before sleep obliges me with a bow
why is it so hard to do this simple task
fall asleep and dream and relax
but the love of sleep in the morn takes away my fame
even as an insomniac, i cant stake a claim