Insomnia

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I lay in my bed

Willing every fibre and cell that I possess 

To help me simply

Sleep.

I tense immensely 

Biting my lip

I try to breathe

I feel hollow

Yet all the energy pulses through me

Somehow pressure

Impacts on my skull

Exactly where my head lays 

On my pillow


I am ashamed

Why can't I preform

A simply task

Easy as eating, breathing

I am ashamed 

That I cannot sleep.


I am frustrated 

With myself, my mind,

So my body spasms,

My arms, legs twist and jerk uncontrollably.

I am frustrated 

I cannot unwind.


Yet somehow

I always wake, calmly

Unaware 

Of how I fell asleep

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⏰ Last updated: Jan 17, 2017 ⏰

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