Insomniac Poems

Insomniac Moments

Subrosa tears dropped into that refrain,
it's a soft melancholy you could miss.
There is no desire to ever explain
the fragile emotions within a kiss. 
You lie awake releasing hidden pain,
creating with the Muse your accomplice.
A project for insomniac moments, 
that harsh fog within poetic laments.

Insomniac Island

This entropy, it's endless.
I'm captive in your void of sleep.
My eyes are strung open,
My hands clung to you
But I'm drifting off,
I'm drifting far away,
Away from here, and as hard as I grasp onto you,
I know I won't be back.

Every time it happens.
I can't think straight,
I am so far off,
And if I can't be me,
I can't

insomniac

there’s something comforting about being up at night when nobody is awake…it’s just me, alone with my thoughts. sometimes it can be lonely, but liberation is what i would most describe it as.

 in the morning when everybody wakes up, i am the girl who makes people smile and talks incessantly about my negligible interests

Insomniac Deteste

A cacophonic silence,
A mere blanch of a catastrophic faliure,
A maroon in a sickening mirage,
'tis a shade one more,
As a ray one less,
Fairing smiles adiue,
Requiem of a chastised face,
Lay a bed,
O'er wond'rous, to waste.

Where'n freshen lie fast in his daze,
Merry may go his hour,
Time shroud.
However vivid,
a weary slumber ,
Is but man's sorry tire,
Weeping sore,
Once dreaded in

Insomniac

I'm an insomniac
Suffered due to loneliness
Fear of rejection.

Insomniac Ceiling

Why deep in the night do thoughts mimic the sky
Dark unknown sights fraught with cynical eye
Things seem burdened and heavy shut not to pry
Mourning for morning who levy stars 'fore they die

A quiet that echoes sounds downcast and alone
The riot of bygones too long past to atone
Midst of tosses and throws not last of unknown
Searching

Insomniac Thoughts

insomniac thoughts
I awoke this morning to find pure mayhem at hand
The voices in my head, during the night 
Dripped out my ears like liquid seeds
 that grew like a weed these twisted evil things
These  dark shades of my mind, drank all my coffee 
And then full chaos was soon at hand, as dawn awoke
They

Insomniac Inside

If 2:00 a.m. is still
  What is 2:30?
  What is 3:00?
    ~ Even stiller...

Outside it's stellar
  Stars whizzing by
yet inside it's stiller
  take a painkiller
    ~ but why

Insomniac

I lie in bed, almost asleep,
But my mind has other ideas
And begins to mull over
Everything in my life!
Suddenly, I am wide awake.
I turn on my side and fluff my pillow
To get more comfortable.
I resolve not to think about anything,
Make my mind a blank!
But my feet are cold! I sit up
And pick up socks from the

Insomniac Romantic

I stay up all night...
I appear within your dreams
I astral travel...
Hoping I shall cross your mind
Beyond even the astral.

Manic Bipolar Insomniac

Some days seems like some nights, A continuous battle, with an innumerable amount of fights. Endless hours pass, the night moon fades to the light of mourning, Tired as , yet when I go to bed the mind racing begins with no forewarning. One thought leads to another like the labyrinth that's endless,
Insomnia is a

Insomniac

The slow rotating sealing fan caresses,
Mosquito’s pitch around my head stresses.
The thirst of sleep in early hours and no fill,
wailing and wander in quite without still.
Feeling stiff and veins that tingle,
candlelight shadows that jump and mingle.
Imagination at the edge of scare,
creating half shadows to the madness fare.
Thinking of spirits that steal from the tired,
in slothful

Insomniac

Night’s restless rodent,

                                    I just nod off all day long.

          

Insomniac

In the darkness
Nothing but a ticking clock
So many looping thoughts
Oh, to quiet my shaking
Many moments sitting here spinning
Not all of them have happened yet
It’s just below reality, lingering
Always a breath away from forever
Come to me dreamer, pull me under.

Insomniac Musings

~Based loosely on The Boyfriend by C. D. Wright~

sun setting on the city
and stars start to rise

a tired yawn escapes
but insomnia creeps in

essential oils fill the air
her lover snores softly

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