Insomnia

Insomnia

A Poem by Mark
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sometimes they bang loudly until I let them out :)

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Words beat against the door of my mind.
'Wake!', 'Write!' they say.
I struggle in bed,
tossing and turning.
I'm tired, I want sleep.

Still the words pound
and keep me awake.
'Write!' they shout.
I sigh and get up.
I shuffle to my computer,
turn it on,
yawn,
and write.

© 2012 Mark


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Great flow and tempo. I have insomnia as well... it's quite the pain isn't it?

Posted 12 Years Ago


Mark

12 Years Ago

As long as naps exist it isn't so bad. :) Thanks for the review.
That_Girl

12 Years Ago

Yes but really, who has the time for those? :)
Mark

12 Years Ago

Priorities :)
Oh, yes...I understand this. My bed is often covered with notebooks and a pen so that I can scribble in the dark. This can prove quite a mess when I have to decipher my own scribblings but I try to space them out! :) No writer wants to let that one great thought get away. The words are sometimes like dreams and if you don't catch onto them they vanish. I liked this...you are not alone, dear writer.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Mark - A brilliantly paced poem.

As a chronic insomniac, I totally understand the buzzing pain of being awoken at all hours by a brain that can't keep time! Although the poem looks a tad strangely proportioned, once you're reading it it flows very well, and I enjoyed reading it.

Thank you :)

Posted 12 Years Ago


Powerful will to write! I would have rolled over and covered my head with a blanket...

Posted 12 Years Ago


at least you were able to get up and write. you must have a powerful muse.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Have had this happened to me a time or two.
Don't like the feeling either.

Posted 12 Years Ago


the call and curse of every writer

Posted 12 Years Ago


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