Hypnotised by insomnia
begging for relief
for mind numbing boredom
to end this mischief
of the mind
a mind gone wrong,
racing out of time,
moving quickly along
As I fail to sleep,
weeping in frustration
disbelief at awareness
numb, weary sensations
knowing the sleep debt
will be paid some day
tomorrow already today
awake I stay
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Insomnia ~ or sleeping for days... never knowing when I can make plans from one day to the next. It's always we'll see... It gets to a point your body resist any medicine docs throw at us. It's a never ending story... our perpetual poem conductor.
ReplyDeleteLovely poetry! Sleep tight!!! Mariposa~