2:35am and everyone's sleeping
the thunderstorm outside is raging
i'm still up and wondering
why i'm facing this screen and writing
lost in thought of some kind
somewhere in my mind
i wish i could find
something i left behind
still i sit here listening to the rain
it's pouring so hard it's almost insane
roaring down like the sky's in pain
trying hard to sleep but in vain
mayhap i'll try to read a book
give it another second look
or even try to go and cook
maybe not.. THUNDER and the house just shook!
oh well, i'll try to sleep
alone, in my room, my keep
fall into slumber peaceful and deep
unconscious, awaiting my alarm clock's frightful beep
