Wind swept sanity

A poem about insomnia and sleep deprivation

Sleep why have you deserted me 

Left me alone in these cold desolate lands

Left me with no sign of release

oh how i long for just one scattered moment.

Sleep what great wrong have I done you

to deserve this slow and captivating insanity

this torture of a sane mind

I pray on my knees for your forgiveness

Sleep come back to me 

Soothe my cries to silent nights

let me dabble for even a short while

with eyes closed to the world

My body is to weary to step 

My mind lost to hallucinations of a foreign world

I reach out for you somewhere in the darkness

Alone and tortured by to many waking moments

Sleep you have done me a great injustice

You have slain me of my very being

and shaken me to the core

Please allow me a minute to lay my head

Oh great sleep, my mind has torn from its teatherings

conjuring up such horrible things

Sleep deprivation has lay its claws in deep

the world no longer as it was

I have lain here for days

movement is an effort to much to make

Pleading for you to cradle me in your refreshing arms

begging you to silence my endless thoughts

I will ask no more

your desertion is clear across the night skies

you will visit me no more

You gentle affections i will play no part in 

Forever cast to stare un-seeing

Lying still and frozen but awake

Hoping for your ever welcome return

lost in the reality my mind is weaving

Reviews

[Cerise]

wooow..amazing work....i myself face this problems many a time...but i must say when the sleep does come at the end the pleasure is incredible...well done..:)

[Callum Lincoln Wood]

Best one so far, I used to have this same problem. Sleep is God is what you're saying...I think.

[Ama May Cooper]

Less so that sleep is a god and more just the tortured thoughts of an insomniac , that in a way you begin to worship it as if it were a god

[Pax]

well done. Insomnia, like everyone said it sucks. it can lead to dangerous hallucinations.

[Admiral Kirk]

This is a very well-done poem, and I can feel the torment that the lack of sleep causes you. It is obvious that you have very strong feelings about this, as they come out loud and clear in your written word. I believe you misspelled lying in the last stanza, but other than that, I'd say this poem is nothing short of amazing.

[Ama May Cooper]

Thank you very much for your review, im so glad that you liked it. I have corrected the spelling error thank you very much for point it out :) send me any read requests you want, i review most of them and read all of them :)

[Admiral Kirk]

You're welcome. I will send you read request soon. :)

[caesarkreshen]

I like the parity between the first and second stanza. I don't know about the word "misjustice." I would probably change it to injustice.

[Crazy Cat Man]

Wow simply wow. Insomnia does suck. I love this piece

[Redboy]

this was awesome. that happened to me before. it SUCKS. well written though : )

[Keith]

This took me right into the time I last could not sleep! You developed it into a spiritual plea that had a ring of truth for the feelings one has when sleep does not come.
I enjoyed reading this greatly. Well done.

Here are a couple miner things I noted:
oh how i long for just one scattered moment. (The word "scattered" made me break the flow of my reading to try and sort out what you meant. Scattered, to me, fits more of how I am feeling when sleep deprived. Therefore, it is not something I would long for.)
Sleep you have done me a great misjustice (You may consider the word "injustice" instead of "misjustice". It is more common and therefore does not break the flow of the prose as the reader reflects on meaning.)

[DeliriousCerises]

This builds a vivid image of what it's like to suffer from insomnia, or really just extreme sleep deprivation. I really get a feel for what this person must being going through. I'm not really one for understand meter and such in poetry, so I can't offer any constructive criticism there, but in general I really like this poem. I also get the feeling that this could be an extended metaphor for something else, instead of sleep maybe a person, or love, or an addiction. I'm not really sure.