By Carey Lane
Date: 25 April 1997

Lost Sleep

I can’t sleep

My thoughts of you are so pleasant

I don’t want to sleep for fear that I will lose them 



If I could sleep I know I would dream of you 

only to wake and find that you are not there 

and never have been

If I had to live with this constantly

I would surely die of a broken heart within a week



So I go without sleep at least once weekly

so I may think of you and not lose these thoughts when I wake.