Drenched in inquisition she strolls at the night unrestful.
She knocks on walls inside long corridors looking for scape.
She revisit many places touched by her worries and discontentment. She carves here and there looking for answers. She sees no doors yet.
She keeps stumbling, tired but inseparable from her feelings.
She knows she needs to stop searching, be quiet, invisible, untouchable.
She knows she needs to break the long fingers that keeps scratching her mind, again and again.
She needs to fall asleep.
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Malu (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Lately I'm losing some sleep and I feel terrible the next day as I'm like a baby and need to sleep 8 hours. I'm getting better though but it is how I feel when I can not sleep. I feel trapped.
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Hope you wrote it out and now you can sleep , good poem very expressive
Thank you. Last night I slept pretty good. I was very tired and slept more than eight hours. I'm good now till next time it happens again. Sometimes happens.
Mental turmoil preventing sleep is something i have discovered over the last few years. It affects your everyday life, i now prefer to fall asleep in my chair rather than goto bed and just lay there unable to sleep. Your expression of anguish in your writing feels real and makes uncomfortable reading. Really good writing from you again my friend.
Thanks for reading. It is painful to have a congested mind to the point that you can not sleep. Normally I do some practice of relaxation and fall asleep. I don't know why sometimes does not work. Some people my age don't need that much sleep. I do need 8 hours. Less is not good for me. From 12:00 to 8:00 is my time. Sorry to make you uncomfortable but the pain was real. I normally go deep into things. If it is painful, let's feel the pain.
Malu, I feel for you. Not being able to fall asleep must be terrible.
Fortunately I am one these people who only have to lay down and it sleeps! Maybe there is a little switch in my head somewhere that turns sleep on as soon as I am horizontal! 🙂
You lucky guy. Thanks for reading about a painful moment. Life is not always light. Sometimes gets heavy. I'm much better today. Slept more than eight hours last night.
A scary place to be is sleepless when "drenched in inquisition" and your words describe the position so well dear Malu that I felt I was knocking on those same walls. A compelling read.
Wow Fay. Sorry for the pain. It was more to describe a situation that happens sometimes. I think with everyone. Normally I don't hide myself from mind pain because if one go through it, somehow one is done with it. So I feel it and then it is goes away. Thanks for reading and I promise to write something light to compensate.
It is such a torment. "Insomnia" is such a dreadful word to hear, and horrible experience to bear. I wish I have the magic wand to put you into sleep.
Oh dear. You are so sweet. Next time I can not sleep I will remember and mentalize a magic wand making me sleep. Thanks dear.
Any time.
good read, thanks for sharing 🙂
Thank you, for stoping by and commenting.
Sometimes it's so hard to clear the mind of sleep robbing thoughts. And then next thing you know you're waking up hours later wondering how you did finally fall asleep. Great poem malu. ; )
Thank you. Yes, luckily I work for myself so if I need I can sleep during the day.
A torturous condition that you've penned so well! I actually practice a grounding exercise to stop the racing thoughts. It isn't magic, but it helps. Love how you used long fingers scratching the mind.
Thank you Heather. Exercise is very good. Mostly of the time I practice relaxation and it helps me fall asleep but sometimes I can not quite my mind. Does not happens frequently but it happens.
God write and I can understand that feeling of being trapped when Morpheus ignores you.
Thank you and I will think about Morpheus next time.
Such a personal conveyance of a dark time vivid and frightening. Beautiful write.
Thank you so much. It was a personal experience indeed. A tough one. I'm doing better now.
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