It is 2 AM at night; I cannot sleep
And I cannot visualize myself counting sheep
I’m squandering away the rest I have earned
After a busy day at work, I don’t have hours to burn
In a state of wakefulness, I know I would be tired
The next day after a night of staying wired
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I’ve gone through the best parts of my day
I’ve tried to channel pleasant thoughts in every way
I reach for my phone in desperation
And embark on a futile search for inspiration
On strategies to deal with sleeplessness
But my mind keeps racing in a manner relentless
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While tossing and turning, a sense of loneliness profound
Engulfs me- I feel I am the only one around
Wide awake at this hour of the night
Trying to fall asleep with all my might..
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The next day I wake up, jolted by the alarm on my phone
I am a but confused, as if in the twilight zone
I remember thinking about feeling lonely but I cannot
Remember if I had any more thoughts
I must have fallen asleep then, I realize
As I try to shake sleep from my eyes
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It is ironic that insomnia appears to be
An experience that is solitary
But millions of people suffer from this malady
Experiencing it separately but simultaneously
Next time when wide awake at night I lie
To imagine an insomniac counterpart, I shall try
Perhaps that would lull me to sleep
Without going through the ordeal of counting sheep
Passion...unbridled 