Caught, In The MiddleA Poem by therisaHow insomnia is affecting me, this morning.Flicking through The various web pages My attention wanders To no point Particular. Trying to find Anything To grab onto. Alas Not. As the clicking sound Of the mouse buttons Is forming Its own rhythm In my mind. Still My mind refuses To focus On anything. But The moving traffic In the library. As I try To be creative When my mind scream It wants sleep At all cost For me. Except I can't surrender To do so Would be admitting Defeat to my insomnia. Something I'm not ready To do Just yet.
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2 Reviews Added on December 13, 2014 Last Updated on December 13, 2014 AuthortherisaOntario, CanadaAboutA pre-op transwoman, writing about my experiences, using free verse. Been told my poems are very emotional and personal, almost like a diary entry in verse. If you want to friend me, please review.. more..Writing
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