Writer's Insomnia

My brain‘s sprung a leak
Words are tumbling out
Good, bad, happy, sad
It doesn’t matter
They fall onto the page

I can’t sleep
Repressed for so long they’ve rallied and escaped
Running free, punishing me
At any cost 
They force me to write

I can’t focus
Words flow through my mind
Verse, lines, lyric and rhymes
Holding me hostage
They show no relenting
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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