Insomnia.

Insomnia.

A Poem by Jenna Marie

Ah, insomnia.
You always tend to arrive at the worst hours of the night,
When I already have way too much on my mind.
Why must you torment me during these hours?
The sleep I'm missing out on,
It's the only thing that actually relaxes me anymore.
It's the only place I can get away from reality.
Now, I will wait for hours to get my relaxation,
By the time I can relax,
I'll have to wake up from my dreamland and face my senseless reality.

© 2010 Jenna Marie


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Added on July 13, 2010
Last Updated on October 17, 2010

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Jenna Marie
Jenna Marie

Cincinnati, OH



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