Insomniac
He closed his eyes
and tried to sleep.
He wished that
he falls so deep.
his eyes are tired,
he feels so weak
hours had passed
but still he's not
asleep.
The sun is rising
and touched his face.
He felt so bad and
away from grace.
All he wanted is a
goodnight sleep.
too bad, the depression
he had
is so deep.
Copyright © Joshua Narciso | Year Posted 2007
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