Insomia
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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