In the dead of night, where shadows creep,
A boy lies awake, lost in the deep.
His heart, a battlefield of love's cruel war,
Insomnia's grip tightens more and more.
Each tick of the clock, a thunderous roar,
Echoes of her absence, haunting his core.
Sleep eludes him, like a distant dream,
In the silence, his heart's cries scream.
Eyes heavy with exhaustion, yet sleep won't near,
Hallucinations dance, fueled by fear.
Her ghostly whispers, a haunting refrain,
In the labyrinth of his mind, he's bound in pain.
The world blurs, reality fades away,
In insomnia's grasp, he's forced to stay.
A prisoner of memories, trapped in the night,
Lost in the depths of love's endless fight.
Dark circles under eyes, like shadows deep,
Insomnia's price, a promise to keep.
In the grip of heartbreak, he finds no rest,
A shattered soul, in the night's lonely crest.
Through the haze of sleeplessness, he roams,
In the silent echoes of his empty home.
Haunted by visions, by what's been lost,
Insomnia's toll, a heavy cost.
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Midnight Ache
PoetryA collection of heartfelt poems written at midnight, when the mind gives control to the heart. A rollercoaster of emotions from love,sadness all the way to anger.
