Insomnia

Silent circles line the windows
Fogging up the glass.
Few understand the recollection
Wait for them to pass.
Building, burning, pushing out
Too much for me to keep.
Longing hard to share the burden
Scared to go to sleep.

Reviews

[Neville]

This is a great little work of art & certainly one to consign to memory, thank you for sharing it. All Good Things, N

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Such a good poem. I feel the frustration in it.