I’m not sleeping well at the moment… A poem from Roger McGough sums it up
i go to bed early to catch up on my sleep but my sleep is a slippery customer it bobs and weaves and leaves me exhausted. It side steps my clumsy tackles. with ease. Bed raggled I drag myself to my knees. The sheep are countless I pretend to snore yearn for chloroform or a sock on the jaw body sweats heart beats there is Panic in the Sheets until as dawn slopes up the stairs to set me free unawares sleep catches up on me.