Sleepless Night Poem by Judith Kempis

It is hard to concentrate and think normally
If nothing goes inside my mind
Not even having ideas what to write
If my eyes are about to close and sleep from sleepless night.

My eyes could hardly open
Cant even see my paper and pen
Wish to place two sticks to open wide
As it is heavy just like carrying loads
And its color is red just like a fish, poisoned from red tide.

Sleeping late, waking up at midnight
From these kids disturbing me at night
Going to the toilet or drinking milk
Sometimes if they cry or sometimes sick
Always having my sleepless night.

Waking up early morning, feels with dizziness
Seems that everything turning around colorless
Just like I am drunk having a hangover
This is because I am suffering from sleepless night.