The Great Debate

I look to my right and see an old friend, the moon who has come to visit at my  window. 
It is a cruel reminder to me that others have answered its call with sleep and its invitation to some precious slumber 
for me the night crawls by. Its shine is taunting 
I hear the tick tock of the nearest clock
I hear the dogs breathing close by 
I hear the voices in my head debating the day and the events of the week.
My body yearns for sleep but my mind is still busy withs its feverish debate. 

Shhh sleep already, dawn is coming

the night air is thick and gives no room to breath, where is the breeze and its precious relief

Tick Tock, Tick Tick, Dogs Breathing, Tick Tock, Dogs Breathing, Moon Shining, Tick Tick! UGH!

Ok mind settle this continuous argument already!
 lets call it a night. Please...

Tick Tock Dogs Breathing, Tick Tock, Moon Shining, Tick Tock, Tick Tock

I put the pillow over my head

I close my eyes in surrender thinking this is it, my moment but my body decides otherwise and decides It will meet dawn face to face

I am walking through this house while others are laying in their beds dreaming. I wonder what of and suddenly I am so alone in all this darkness, until I hear a new song. 

Refrigerator Ping Ping, Wall Clock Tick Tock, House Creak Creak, My Heart Thump Thump 

it's as if the house is waking with me I suppose,
so why not welcome dawn together oh, and let me not to forget the sound and smell of another friend, 
coffee...