Eyes Open
#3 of poetry something i wrote during a bout of insomnia. **eyes open** we are born, new to the world, without a care to think of. very soon, we open our eyes and gaze upon the world around us. we grow , learning, failing, trying, crying, hurting.
A Darkened Night
#1 of poetry wrote this one night when my insomnia was at its worst. a darkened night there's something wrong with tonight. what's happened? the night air is very close, too close...
A Waking Nightmare
I sit in the darkness My elbows on my knees I stare at the ground As it's useless to look around For all I will see Is the dark that envelopes me A moment later I change my mind And I look around To see what I will find But all I see is...
Insomnia
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Insomnia
The clock read 2:07 a.m. Alex silently groaned, time was seeming to run at a crawling pace. He was supposed to have a date tomorrow morning, and had even gone to bed at 10:00, just to make sure he was rested for it. But, here he was, awake, with...
Insomnia
#5 of poetry how insomnia and staying up to late affects me personally. tick... tock... tick... tock... never before have i been so capable to be able to compare my bedroom clock... to a hideous metronome.
Insomnia
Sometimes I lie awake at night Fending off the dreams The ones where I see you And you're always smiling I hate those dreams the most Even more than all my nightmares For every time I close my eyes I have to see your face And remember you...
Insomnia
Zoe was a worldly girl. That was not to say that she thrived on worldly things and the possession and/or attaining thereof, but to say that she was down to earth, and by no means green to the way of things around here. She had a happy family life, and...
Insomnia
Kynon's tightly shut eyes gradually slid on open to observe the pitch black ceiling looming above him, the muffled sound of music pushing through the walls filled his ears.. Sounds of guitar strings being picked away peacefully and woefully from the...
Insomnia
He could force himself awake, he was sure, but if he did he'd have to contend with the damn insomnia again. so he resisted, trying to calm himself down.
Thoughtzzz... (can’t sleep...again...)
Thoughtzzz... (can't sleep...again...) A thought less than needed, my eyes stay open wide Darkness lines my face too deep to hide Nights stare at me & the ceiling, waiting till day-break to move too far to find for a while I belittle the whispers...
Rest Less
Cold clouds coiling around the pregnant moon. Night is calling to me. It is rising. It is soon. Secret scents nocturnal up are swelling, and above The moon rolls like a mirror of the face of her I love. I will not go outside tonight, will nor...