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Insomnia

It's 6 AM in the morning and I'm wide awake, Insomnia has been a close friend, and so is heartache. When I can't sleep I write poems; they're my anodyne to dull me to sleep, When I get suffocated by all the wicked things I keep.

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Line Gauthier

Date: 11/19/2019 9:04:00 PM

You are so right, Khadidja. Writing is absolutely therapeutic and an excellent path to recovery.

Ralph Sergi

Date: 7/16/2019 8:03:00 AM

Hi Khadidja: A great poem that relates to many of us. But I quit taking Melatonin and I sleep soundly.

Gershon Wolf

Date: 7/14/2019 10:09:00 PM

Pandora's box, perhaps? … I don't wish insomnia on anyone, as I myself suffer from the severest kind … Here's to pleasant dreams and to restful, refreshing sleep. ~ Gershon

Darlene De Beaulieu

Date: 3/18/2019 5:18:00 PM

Hello Khadidja Megaache, yes writing it out to get stuff out of your thughts will help you. Have a nice day my friend.

Jan Allison

Date: 3/18/2019 1:48:00 PM

Ii can relate to the insomnia but its not from wicked secrets i keep - I've suffered since my hubby had cancer surgery:-( hugs Jan xx