Insomnia Insanity
In the insanity of insomnia
Words take shape
They form a voice from inside me
And the invasion has me screaming rape
Shadows disconnect and form mysterious mysteries
Chasing me around these 10 square feet
I’m hearing voices
And seeing faces
Having hallucinations of far away places
Lost in the insomnia
Counting sheep is useless
Caginess has me pacing
And I’m making things more of a mess
The demons are chasing
And the nightmares are growing
The terrifying screams don’t carry sound
And the tears are flowing
No salvation to be found
In the insanity
I’m pleading with God
Begging for a little bit of hope
Maybe a bit of mercy on His part
A little help with the hard stuff
In the insanity of insomnia
There is no reason to sleep
No need to dream
No want to wake up
And an overwhelming urge to scream~
Copyright © Samantha Towers | Year Posted 2005
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