Insomnia
Lying away staring at the walls,
The minutes go by as if they were hours while
The voices in my head endlessly chatter away.
Will it ever stop? Will I ever be at peace?
Trapped in solitude, feeling claustrophobic,
I strive to contain my fear…but all at once…
The tears begin to pour and I’ve lost my composure.
Then, in spite of my reluctance, I swallow the pills,
Say my prayers as if I will never awake
(For the gift of rest will be heaven to me)
And I lie back as the room slowly fades to black.
The minutes go by as if they were hours while
The voices in my head endlessly chatter away.
Will it ever stop? Will I ever be at peace?
Trapped in solitude, feeling claustrophobic,
I strive to contain my fear…but all at once…
The tears begin to pour and I’ve lost my composure.
Then, in spite of my reluctance, I swallow the pills,
Say my prayers as if I will never awake
(For the gift of rest will be heaven to me)
And I lie back as the room slowly fades to black.
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