When you get that little feeling in the middle of the night, do you lay there for hours or get out of bed and do it?

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Late at night
when the sun has set.
I curl up
with my favorite pet.
I fall asleep
and await the dawn.
I like it warm
so have blankets on.
Then at 3am
just about every night
I lie awake
with no delight.
I toss and turn
I fight the feeling.
Look at the walls
look at the ceiling.
I wont get out of bed
I wont give in.
I am too sleepy to move,
too tired to sin.
Yet I cannot escape
I know it gets worse
getting older you know
its a bit of a curse.
An hour has passed
of laying awake
when I finally realize
the path I must take.
I get up from the bed
its 4am I see
why didn’t I get up earlier
I just had to pee…
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