InsomniaA Poem by Vesica Piscis
I should be sleeping
Eight hours no less How I long for lovely deep slumber Warm and heavy The mind on autopilot Where time has no value Nothing need make sense I feel less alive in wake For I live in my mind The mind has no place in dreams So unnecessary So fleeting Such a nuisance For in this state I know I journey I grow I learn I escape And to think we are blessed each night With such a gift That we never realised We just slept right through it © 2016 Vesica PiscisReviews
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4 Reviews Added on July 28, 2016 Last Updated on July 28, 2016 AuthorVesica PiscisAboutThe thirty-something workaholic needs an escape and this is it. My sanctuary exists right here. Pure expression in the form of words and thoughts. more..Writing
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