Night of the Insomniac

1 am,
Eyes open, staring at the ceiling,
Listening to those sounds in the night.
The creaking, the banging, the traffic,
Maybe there are others in this restless world.
Get up again, walk the dark house,
Leave it dark, don’t want to wake up.
3am,
Time moves so slow.
I am so tired, but can’t sleep.
Took a blue pill, didn’t work.
Took another, still awake.
Can’t take anymore, too tempting.
Read a book, can’t focus on the words.
Warm some milk, drink it down.
Warms me, but does not sooth.
5am,
More traffic outside,
I am counting cars like sheep,
Sheep didn’t work.
I am singing a slow song
or humming it at least.
Is that the Sun coming up.
Not again.
7am,
The world is up with me
I am jealous.
I am a zombie, the walking dead.
2 days now, 2 days, 2 days.
Maybe I will lie down,
Just close my eyes,
Everyone else is up,
maybe it’s my turn to slee…

Night of the Insomniac

Paul Rees-Jones

Toronto, Canada

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Yes I am an Insomniac…

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