Dear insomnia,
.
I am sorry
That you’ve never known the pleasure
Of full 8 hour sleep.
A nap a midst your leisure.
A dream, vivid and deep.
.
I am sorry that you’ll never
Wake up past 10 am.
It is a sad endeavour
To try and know you can’t
.
Dear insomnia,
.
I am truly sorry
But why all nightfall long,
You wonder quite and sturdy,
My awakeness you prolong.
.
At 1 am
You make me think
Today, tomorrow on my brain
.
At 2
I toss and kick,
But old mistakes,come into mind again
.
It’s 3am!
I am still awake!
Headspace is my last hope
.
Now 4
So tired I can not cope
Soon, I will sleep, I am sure
.
At 5
I hear birds song
Just as i am drifting off
And sunrise won’t be in too long
...
.
At 6 i finally sleep
My body slack and warm
I dream of fields with million sheep
Until my 8 am alarm.
.
So, miss insomnia,
Trust me, I know
That life without a rest
Is hard, so you r depressed
.
But dear insomnia,
Here’s a request:
Leave us, humans, out
Of your cruel, sadistic jest.



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