Insomnia

A Poem by Celine Heath

My demons come out to play at night.
They keep me up, deprive me of a chance to escape.
They make me think that death is right.

My eyes decide to weep in bed.
Before I know it, my body is a waterfall.
My mind takes a leap, now it's dead.

My wrists, they bleed while I'm asleep.
Maybe this time I'll lose enough blood to leave.
If not, the next cut will be thrice as deep.

At last it's time to say goodbye.
Insomnia has won this battle.
I can't sleep; the best shot of peace I have is to Die.

© 2016 Celine Heath

Author's Note

I'm open to suggestions of places to change.

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lua

a perfect portrayal of the destructive side of insomnia and the feeling of 'losing' to this abstract entity

Posted 9 Years Ago

9 Years Ago

Thank you Lua!!

matrixmark

Very very dark, like being inside the mind of someone who has reached their tether and the only option is grim death.

Dark but nicely written.

Mark.

Posted 9 Years Ago

9 Years Ago

It's nice to know I managed to get my thoughts across in an effective manner, thank you very much!

9 Years Ago

You're welcome.

Mark.

DuncansDexterity

I like the personification of the parts of the body (My demons, my eyes, my mind, my wrists). It gives a sense that this is not something you can't control. Almost like they are cavorting with insomnia to create this misery.

Posted 9 Years Ago

9 Years Ago

Thank you very much!

Pete

uh wow. very dark and macabre. this captures the dark feelings very well. maybe too well. this is very sad but you write it so well.

Posted 9 Years Ago

9 Years Ago

Thank you very much

Gee

Hi, I think I've said it before, syllable counting to give an even cadence would make the reading easier on the ear( if read aloud) ..

My demons come in the dark of night,
from them I cannot flee,
no hope of peace when sleep deprived.
perhaps death will set me free.