Poetry of the Soul

Sleepless Nights

(TW insomnia and insecurity)
I’m just tired I suppose.
But for me sleep never goes.
My mind wanders before it can come.
Then my head beats like a drum.
Thoughts and emotions all alike.
One by one against me they strike.
I try hard but they don’t stop.
Through the night my energy will slowly drop.
As the night goes on I continue to think.
The more I do the more my heart will sink.
I try to sleep, but to no avail.
I soon realize I will fail.
I try to stop but it doesn’t work.
Then I get to thinking about my each and every quirk.
When I finally sleep I wake up from a nightmare.
Each dream is a major scare.
They seem real but somehow they’re fake.
There’s only so much of this I can take.
It makes me feel like I'm just a child.
A kid with an imagination extremely wild.
It’s not true though, I recently turned sixteen.
I’m too old to let the effect of these nightmares be seen.
Sometimes nights go by extremely fast.
Others it seems forever that they last.
It’s hard to get through each and every night.
It feels like an eternal fight.
Sometimes it seems there’s a lot these dreams take.
From others I truly never want to wake.
Then there are the nights where I can’t sleep.
Me awake my thoughts find a way to keep.
I need to hide from all these sleepless nights.
One by one i’ll slowly turn out the lights.
Until it’s me sleep agrees to take.
I must hope that until morning I will not wake