Sleep deprived
I am short fused
Carrying sadness
Feeling isolated
Today is a struggle
The words begin to flow
Then stop
When the words do not come
There is no release
I want time to myself
But feel guilty
I had that yesterday
I long for nap time
Not for the freedom
But to hold Noah in my lap
Calm as he begins to fall asleep
Hear his breathing
Feeing the warmth of his little body
He comforts me
Quietly Making Noise 