Insomniac

Why oh why do I fight

The lull of precious sleep at night

Daytime demons torment me, and so

Those demons I need to let go

Chaotic thoughts rear their ugly heads

I need to extinguish them, instead

It is that impulse somniferous

That I end up trying to suppress

Giving my overstimulated mind

Further ammunition such that I am inclined

To ruminate, cogitate, contemplate

Thus instead of transitioning to a restful state

I end up more awake- with a body crying out

For restorative sleep, which I again go without…

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