The drowsiness takes over and I sink back

It calls and I cannot fight back

Slumber has dug its claws and pulls

I sleepily resist, but the world dulls.

 

Just as I give in, it is out of reach

I toss and turn and I beseech

I ask for mercy in the deep

Battle the will to fall asleep.

 

Finally a force drags me out

I stand up and move about

The day has started, I can see

It has started without me.

 

Clara de Lataillade

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