INSOMNIAA Poem by KelseyMy words still fall short of conveying the awful experience.
If only I could sleep. Instead, torture.
Night after night, hour upon hour. Senses heighten. Stomach pain. Old and new thoughts rush My head. Without rest. I Need sleep. It won't come. I see the peace on your face And envy your sleep.
© 2011 Kelsey |
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