2 In the morning

It's 2 in the morning and I cant sleep
Unable to find rest or a moment of peace
Uttering prayers that only the night sky can keep
Clutching the tearstained pillow, I weep
And all the while I'm thinking of this
Your smile, your touch, your warmth, your kiss
Filling the darkest corner of the room with a wish
Fearing the demons of the night will soon creep
A feeling of dread soon sweeps over me
because,
...its 2 in the morning and I cant sleep

Wow, I really like that... the story in it is so catching and it really makes me wonder more about the person talking. I also really like how you ended it the same way you started. Good Job!

I know how you feel. I can't sleep usually that great so I get where your coming from with this one. It has a really nice flow and I enjoyed it! Good job.