Insomnia

describing my experience with Insomnia

I lay here,

eyes dry as astronaut ice cream,

welling up at the corners as tears of tire roll slowly down my cheek until they are wiped from existence.

I stare up at the popcorn ceiling,

covered in endless mountains,

change the perspective and they become abyssal valleys,

I fall in eternally, searching for Sleep but never find the elusive safe haven.

here I lay,

staring at the light fixture that even in darkness blinds me with the light of day.

I close my eyes to be chased from the goddess Rest by the ghastly beasts that haunt my room at night,

open they slam and I again am alone, why do I worry so?

though as I try and try to fall asleep, my thoughts chase me awake.

lays I here,

counting sheep that slowly morph into wolves and lions that turn from the white fence they jump to chase me,

they pursue me as I flee in fear and desperation,

they give chase until I collapse into the abyss and fall for seeming eternity,

my stomach drops as I awake as before in my bed so warm.

alone with my thoughts, 

afraid of my imagination,

too scared to close my eyes again.

Author's Note

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