The day after the night that you couldn't sleep at all, <br />The world hates you and wants you to fail, <br />Perceived slights are grievous bridge burning rituals, <br />Deviously designed to destroy your last remaining nerve. <br /> <br />Everyone is stirring for a fight, and they'll get one, <br />Before the day is over, and all the learning in the world <br />Won't avoid the consequences of sleeplessness, <br />As the trigger-finger itches, scanning for the next target. <br /> <br />No one can do a thing right for you right now, <br />And you would like to shoot them dead for even trying; <br />If someone could just slip up behind and knock you in the head- <br />You would wake up refreshed nine hours later, in a different world. <br /> <br />But no- we are civilized, we must keep taking the creeping razor cuts, <br />The sticks and stones of a million uncalled-for wounds, <br />Until the frazzled one slowly falls down again, <br />Down into the grateful wells of all-forgetful slumber.<br /><br />Patti Masterman<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/sometimes-we-just-need-to-forget-about-everything/
