Hello Beautiful Thinkers,

I have terrible sleeping habits. This could probably be corrected if I would do a little research and develop better pre-sleep habits. But today, I just want to complain about it. Write a poem about the feeling of being a bad sleeper. The feeling of not getting enough rest, not sleeping soundly through the night, or suffering through nightmares.

Keep Dreaming Beautiful Thinkers,

The Boy In The Heart Shades