Insomnia

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The fluorescent numbers scream at me 

Piercing the darkness of the night

The number “3:00” is all I can see

Taunting me, laughing wordlessly at my plight

As the gods of sleep I try to invoke in vain,

Try to push random thoughts away

Wondering for how long I can stay sane

If sleeplessness continues to hold its sway-

A cacophony of noises runs through my head

In a meaningless schizophrenic chatter

My mind wanders as I try to lay still on my bed

Trying to benumb myself, because sleep does matter

Night after night the same cycle is repeated

Maybe I am awake in someone else’s dream-

So goes the saying, but I still feel defeated

I need some sleep-I hear my tired body scream.

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Sleep is the gift of a mind guilt-free and guileless

Whereas I end up feeling  guilty most days

Of being inadequate and in-adept, I confess

My insomnia is self-inflicted in some ways….