Insomniac's Requiem
Can’t sleep,
My thoughts race skin deep
Forbidding rest,
I’m wearing my dreamless vest
Made of flesh and stress
Heavy clothes I can’t undress
Trapped under stained sheets
My mind wanders the sleepless streets
Searching for a cure,
My body can no longer endure
Skin and bone is all I am
Once a lion, now a lamb,
Falling farther every night
To the sandman’s delight.
Copyright © Derrek Bovee | Year Posted 2013
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