Insomniac!
Its 3 O'clock in the night-
Or morning should I say,
Oh gosh why my eyes & sleep fight?
Can't it just come and stay.
I fear the darkness and its hollowness,
Once I was a sleeping angel;
Now getting driven into the shallowness-
I think about the imminent danger,
Failing to understand,
What is it that bothers me?
I can't stand nor can I flee;
My pain I can no longer withstand,
Day by day I turn into a wreck,
Want to scream and yell my plight;
Alas but I find no one in sight,
My voice reverts and finally breaks.
Nobody has a clue;
Of what i go through-
Or maybe nobody knew;
And none is there to rescue!
Slowly i have learned to live with this;
Falling daily into the deep abyss;
I know something is deeply wrong;
But don't know how far it will go and how long!
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