SLEEPLESS

How can I sleep when my mind is not at rest Where's my peace my happiness has become my stress Am sleepless; a thoughtful head that have lost it's words Am restless, my body and soul abides in two different worlds Am helpless, the terms that I write are not in my thoughts It's endless, am alive in hope for I've agreed to bear it's cross Holding hope, Like a gun in the hands of a police A golden rope I am oblige to fulfill my promise ©️The Light poetry