I can't sleep

My eyes are tired but I cannot sleep.

It's my fault that my eyes don't close
I keep drawing for my phone
That light
To entertain this buzzing mind
Like a moth to a flame
The tendency is written in my DNA
I can't help myself
Compulsive feelings have me tied to it
My hand is melting into my phone
As my eyes droop into the brightness
Closing in on darkness
I am tired
Yet awake I stay
Awake I stay
Awake I stay
Until I stay no more
Yet tonight
I can't sleep

Author's Note

A position I can't help but find myself in every night, it seems.

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

I am an insomniac too. I was drawn to your words like a moth recognizes a flame. You have company. Nicely inked.

[Joli Dy]

Oh God... I'm literally living this poem in real time as I squint to type this. I feel like I need to look back over my shoulder. Don't judge me.

[Rustling Leaves]

You could say that I wrote it for you and everyone else in the same position, or who has ever been in that position. Really, I'm always looking over your shoulder...

[Joli Dy]

That went from a high five to a side eye real quick. I think I like that!