May seem a little confused...the way i wrote it...but that's what I wanted...I wanted this to be a little...ill...hard to explain...still hope someon likes it: Insomnia: I'm tired...I've been awake...for so long But that's okay 'cause when I'm awake I don't have to dream of my going insane I'd dream of abstracts and deep pits but never warming sets and not a single light's lit Do you know what it's like when they haunt you? A memory you don't remember, but it's still there. Can you see what it might be like? When I go through what I do? Trapped...And 'awake' becomes my only nightmare. And everytime I'd awaken to the reality that I started to miss I'd grow sick of every minute that I'd exist For every tiring moment makes my limbs feel sore and I think insomnia is the word I'm looking for My reality may seem so unreal but you'd understand if you could feel (what I feel) And I await the day I can wake up again My eye's are open, my bodies asleep but every minute that passes me by my mind's awake in it's throbbing keep
you know your loss of words is perfectly completed in your poem. i'm surprised how we have such amazing poets but no one to boost them and comment on their work. your poem rightly expresses how i feel right now and i'm just on four hours of sleep. HATS OFF FOR CATCHING MY MOOD! people... this is what concious insomnia feels like.. the more regretful and guilty feelings come out straight and grab me, very strong emotions to deal with, and you dealt with them almost righteously. i love the rhyme sequence and rhythm. *thumbs up!*
Thank you very much... None of my business...but...Why can't you sleep?...I mostly can't sleep 'cause I'm up all night long practising songs for bandpractise and shite like that...it's become a habbit that I can't seem to be rid of... (hope you get some rest soon)