InsomniaA Poem by G. AndersonYou think you sleep, but you really daydream; but you sleep in day, so you nightdream. The pitter-patter of barren feet sleepwalking; but you sleep in day, so you're daywalking. Up is down but where are you? You're mindless. Your eyelids close, but your eyes, they move. Your body lies down, but your nerves refuse. And you're never really sleeping, but you're never really awake. Things haunt you from past and subconscience, and since you're drifting between consciousness, you just can't escape. You slip away, into another reality. Where you drag your feet, and never sleep. So it's Insomnia
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1 Review Added on May 23, 2010 Last Updated on May 23, 2010 AuthorG. AndersonDetroit, MIAboutI'm Gage. I'm lame. All my stories I have experienced in at least one way or another. I use this site for self-help on recommendation from my psychologist. So, I'm not soliciting sympathy, and I c.. more.. |

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