Rainy Sleepless Night

It’s 3 in the morning, a time when I should be sleeping,
Windows open, raindrops falling,
Lying awake, tossing and turning,
Wondering, thinking, pondering.

In a tug of war between the heart and the brain,
Neither would give up, nor give in,
Historically, the brain always win,
Yet, this time, the heart is pleading to give this to him.

The anger is real , the frustration palpable,
It was less of the action, more of the reaction,
Could help but wonder, is this just one big bubble,
Yet, I have no answers, just more questions.

There are a lot going on my mind,
So much that it’s keeping me up tonight,
Thoughts that isn’t exactly kind,
Is this really a case of fight or flight?

Before I knew it, the birds chirping,
It’s finally morning, the sun rising,
Didn’t get much sleep, but it doesn’t matter,
At least the darkest hours are over

There were days that things were so exhausting, I wished for nights to come early,
Today the inverse is true, as I wish for the light to put things into perspective,
For me to be able to see things a lil clearly,
Perhaps everything wouldn’t seem so defective.

The battle finally ended, both equally tired,
Still no answer in sight,
Perhaps only time will tell,
What is wrong, and what is right.