the mellow slumber

sleep has never came this quickly,
yet tonight it came stealthily and silently,
slowly breaking down my concentration.

my vision is flickering,
sleep and consciousness entwining,
the mellow sleep is calling.

yet a part of me keeps me awake,
when i've already seen a snow flake,
surely this is no hallucination?

no one knows what will happen to them when neglecting sleep;
taking extreme care to avoid counting sheep,
while my eyelids are falling.

what's this?
what sweet darkness this is;
sleep has never came this quickly.

by Derek
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haha.
got slightly emotional,
so i decided to write a poem about my current desire for some shut eye.
didn't get to really sleep during the band camp 2 days ago.
and it didn't help when there's a band practice this morning.
but i enjoyed it.
it's a fuzzy warm feeling that keeps on growing,
whether fatigued or energised.
ahhh, the joy in simplicity of vagueness~