Insomia

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Insomnia

A monster in its own

Everyday I struggle to not pass out

To nap

But when the night has come

Insomia wraps me in it's arms

Giving me a hug

Not letting go

Causing me endless hell

Keeping me awake

Staring at a ceiling

As evil thoughts roam the fields in my mind
No I don't just say that because I don't want to sleep

Oh trust me I want sleep

Yet what is sleep anymore

If I'm not up all night

I'm waking up every hour on the hour

Yet even then my sleep is filled with evil and monters

Called my head

Or nightmares

I don't even know what a good sleep is

I forgot

The moment insomia said let's dance.

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