Insomnia Blues April 3

Insomnia Blues Writing Com O Dark hundred hours 04 a.m. You got the insomnia blues Nothing works You can’t sleep You stare at the ceiling. Your mind plays an endless tape Of gloom, and doom worries and fears all night long. the latest dark SF series you saw The latest scary headlines endless possibilities play out. the latest news of war the latest news about the stock market about the endless pandemic Dancing across your mind’s internal eye. What if I have COVID> What if have Cancer? What if I have big Alzheimer’s What is the stock market wipes me out? What if the North Koreans invade Seoul? Where would we go to escape the invasion? What if the zombie apocalypse starts? What if, what if, what if…… You stare at your watch. 4:01 a,m. You try to sleep, but nothing works The dark thoughts continue to play Across your mind’s eye Tormenting you, torturing you. 4:05 a,m. You debate whether To give up Get up Start your morning routine. 4:10 a.m. You give in And try to sleep Checking the time Every few minutes. Perhaps you might Get a few fitful hours Of much-needed sleep Most likely not. 6:30 a.m. Until day-break Blasts you awake As the dawning sun Fills the room. You get up Having had only two hours of sleep That is the curse Of the insomnia blues. write a poem about sleep (or insomnia)