I tip-toed
down the long hall.
Tick
Tick
Tick
the dark clock shouted,
it was 1:30
in the early morning.
I was the only one awake,
even my snoring dog would not wake up.
The kitchen was stone cold,
I opened a cabinet and sighed.
There was a beautiful display
of boxes containing tea
the possibilities were endless.
I chose a boring one,
“Jasmine Sleepy Time Tea”.
I burned a kettle
and once it was ready,
I savored the sweet taste
and it shot
down my throat into my stomach.
My eyes fell droopy,
worries fell away.
I was falling asleep,
why couldn’t it stay this way?