Writing a sonnet is so hard to do
Shakespeare I’m not. What do you expect?
I know that others are struggling too
Doing this makes me feel like a reject
As I write this sonnet my brain is strained
I want to sleep and get lost in my dreams
I am drawing a blank going insane
In my head I can hear my helpless screams
Others with this struggle can empathize
I have no luck and words are hard to find
I wish I could lie down and close my eyes
If the sandman came by I would not mind
This sonnet is probably not my best
But it is time to close my eyes and rest.