Have you ever been so tired your eyes burn
So tired you can't think clearly
And you can feel your stomach churn
And your eyes become bleary
But no matter how hard you try you can't seem to sleep
There's this nagging thought
This nagging feeling
Some long forgotten itch at the back of your mind taunting you
Or some fear that keeps haunting you
So you lay awake and listen wearily
You stare at the ceiling
You try and count sheep
But its useless
Seconds tick by
Then minutes have passed
Hours have disappeared
And the next thing you know the moon has been replaced by the sun
The stars have become clouds
And its time to get up
So you get up and do the same things as the day before
Only to come back and not sleep again
Its irritating
Horribly frustrating
Sleepless nights
become sleepless weeks
bags begin to form under your eyes
you walk around all day practically hypnotized
Eventually so long without sleep, you forget how to rationalize
you become almost completely immobilized
Has that ever happened to you?
Its called insomnia
It causes you to not be able to sleep
You begin to fail at counting sheep
It becomes so bad your unable to shut your eyes
You become suffocated by all the real life nightmares
Your entire being becomes impaired
People begin to wonder how you survive
No sleep
Can't count sheep
Eyes burn
Stomachs churn
Eyes become bleary
Senses become weary
And suddenly the insomnia takes over
Its what your life revolves around
Your stuck
There's no one that can help
The insomnia is now your life
And to think
All you had to do was tell someone you couldn't sleep
YOU ARE READING
Teardrops Turned To Words
PoetryPoetry is a mirror which makes beautiful that which is distorted. ~ The first few poems are very amateur so if you want you can skip to the end where my better and most recent poems are. Published: 2.11.16 Finished: 9.20.17
