Insomnia

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    I can't sleep so I make up silly poems.

    Insomnia

    falling, spiraling out of control
    spinning and swirling in the wind
    the darkness will soon take me again
    wishing that my brain will freeze
    so that I may become at ease
    tossing and turning and snoring aloud
    this endless mind will not turn it down
    Soon the darkness will turn to light
    but I still can not sleep at night

    Little blue pill take me away
    so that I may sleep for half a day

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    wagus commented on Insomnia

    08-04-2009

    ya sound like another been doing night shift to long have to wait for just right amount sunligth before sleep finds ya.. then when that don't work it the pill but hope ya find better than pills to help... as they can be a real pain and problem more so than no sleep....

    dustyrebel70

    08/04/2009

    My problem is I start thinking too much and can't sleep, Being unemployed is so hard right now and writing is a way for me to express my frustrations.

    PRober commented on Insomnia

    06-27-2009

    ain't that the truth... the plight of many, I'm afraid... I know I'm one! Very well said!

    Morris commented on Insomnia

    06-21-2009

    Short and sweet it brings a smile and light hearted muse fun and easy to read thanks for shareing----M

    dustyrebel70

    06/21/2009

    thank you Morris

    laydbak1 commented on Insomnia

    06-20-2009

    The voice here defines the demon insomnia's hold well enough... but, I would have enjoyed seeing the demon personalized, give this story a hero, or some kind of back-drop moral for being there, other than it's a not-so-nice thing which has laid claim to a hapless victim's consciousness... Still, a good write...

    dustyrebel70

    06/21/2009

    This is no demons just feelings sorry

    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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