When you fly quite far across the sea,
you move through zones of time.
Your body begs. It longs to sleep
as does your weary mind.

But if you crash and close your eyes,
you’ll wake while others dream.
This jet lag curse is nightmare-like.
At least that’s how it seems.

A wretched zombie you’ve become.
You’re like the walking dead.
You’re short on sleep, but long for more
while tossing in your bed.

When will it stop? This misery.
When will this lagging end?
In time, dear one. Wait patiently.
For time will be your friend.

It just takes time to end the curse
and feel human again.
But when? You wonder. How much time?
Dear Lord, please answer. When?