Insomnia's a bitch
Sleep is a stranger
It rarely stays
Sometimes it runs off for a weekend away
When it comes back
Its mood can change.
Can wrestle me to the ground
And kidnap me for days
Our meeting places
domestic, nothing more
At times it's the bed
the chair
the floor
There are some magic
Beans that bring sleep back to me
And must be taken each night
With water, to help me
Trivial it must be
That hypnos he, would
Leave me lie
And abandon me
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(Poetryish #2) Sleep Deprived and Barely Sane, A mood (2018-
PoetrySome of my more recent poetryish work. Some of it might be a bit strange as my brain can be a bit strange at times. p.s The title speaks for itself xD
