Another Sick Day

How many sick days will insomnia bring me?

Light flows through my window

letting me know morning is here

I’ll take a sick day for insomnia is an illness too

Napkin white must be my favorite

staring at the color has passed the hours

I can’t remember ever leaving this bed

Darkness eventually wraps me up

pulling me into an exhausted slumber

I’ve grown to fear what I’ll see behind my lids

Dreams like a hurricane

bringing painful disasters and breaking me down

I cannot think of a crueller prison than my own mind

Author's Note

Writing about my insomnia and nightmares, don't mind me. Feel free to leave criticism or reviews though <3

Reviews

[Shabeeh Haider]

Nothing worse than tossing and turning in bed but being unable to sleep. Sometimes our thoughts are the chains that we need to free ourselves from.
A beautifully written poem that many can associate with

[Amber Dawn Agin]

I definitely agree, thank you for sharing xx And thank you so very much for reviewing, hope you have a wonderful day!

[Shabeeh Haider]

You are welcome