The Faces of Insomnia


It always gets to this time of night,

Where my mind runs away 

Or succumbs to fright. 


I toss and I turn,

Wish I could sleep,

But reality is

My thoughts are too deep. 


It always gets to this time of night

Motivation beckons,

I’m filled with delight. 


I toss and I turn,

Don’t want to sleep.

I want to climb mountains

No matter how steep. 

  • Author: serenity-poetry (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 9th, 2018 15:18
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 31


  • w c

    Enjoyed it! Insomnia can be a good thing.

    • serenity-poetry

      Thank you! That's very true, especially when the creative juices start flowing

    • Reyas

      During my high school years I’d stay up super late watching YouTube videos, just so where I wouldn’t have to close my eyes and let my thoughts speak. Very well done, you’re obviously very talented.

      • serenity-poetry

        I hear you with that. Thanks very much for your kind words!

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