Insomnia
It's cold and dark
These endless nights
Knowing he's always there
But never in sight
That persistent monster
I know so well
He is always around
So he never fails
Take pleasure in his
Sick twist of ways
Taking a hit like
A fist to the face
Knocked away from
The sleep that I need
Fighting the bully
That I cannot see
All I know is
That of his name
Blindsided by insomnia
No warning he came
Let's play this game
What he said to me
Though I always win
How it's meant to be
You are the prisoner
I'm the gaurd to your cell
I'll keep you awake
I know your mind so well
So now we walk
Together hand in hand
Becuase I am the slave
To his crooked plan
This is my new strategy
Of how I should fight
Cause one day it's my turn
To sleep a full night
Written 12-17-18
Copyright © Troy Toney | Year Posted 2019
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