Insomnia Lullaby

Midnight is dark and silent and cold especially when you’re sat waiting for the phone. 

All I do is wait. Lying in bed praying that you’ll reply even though I know you won’t.  

And when you’re sleeping next to me I can’t help but look at you all the night 

When you sleep, because you are so beautiful and I can tell by the way you smile or frown 

If you’re dreaming about me or having a nightmare and maybe sometimes they’re the same thing. 

And you pull me closer almost every night, I’m so used to that feeling that when I’m alone I could die 

Lying there waiting for you to call but I know you won’t because you’re sleeping and that’s all 

There is to it. So I lay awake and I count the stars and seconds and sheep, until you wake. 

Midnight until seven thirty or eight thirty on the weekend, and I always set my alarm and try  

Not to message first because that makes me desperate and clingy and it hurts, when you don’t. 

So I always do. First thing in the morning, the first thing I do: a message to say I’m thinking of you. 

Then it happens, the sound of your reply, my insomnia lullaby.

Reviews

[Diamond]

Wow!! beautiful. I love it.

[Holy Gma]

This really evokes the anxiety that is part of the insomnia that is a part of waiting for that phone call. We've all been there. There is one error. In the first line you write "Midnight is dark... when you're sat..." It should be...When you're sitting...

[Molly K]

Thank you! I did think about making it sitting but I prefer the way that sat sounds :)

[Coyote Poetry]

I liked and I understand this poem. Sometime sleep is far away and we need voice and the time moved very slowly. I liked the title and I like the flow of thoughts leading to nice ending. Thank you Molly for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Molly K]

Thank you so much, I'm glad you like it

[Coyote Poetry]

I did enjoy and you are welcome.

[Tony Jordan]

Beautiful piece Molly K.
:)

[Molly K]

Thank you!