I wrote this poem some time ago, I don't sleep right.
Sleepless
Time is blurred through teared eyes
Fun is no matter, time never flies
Sleepless for days, a growing fatigue
Insects climb the walls, three hours in the past week
Let's give up the effort, it's not going to come
Stiff on the floor, through the window enters the sun
Plagued forever with soreness and pain
Not even soothed by the sound of the rain
I've smashed a switch in my mind
Racing thoughts until it's fried
It won't turn off now, I fear
Forever running into the coming years
I'm weak and tired
Nights are long and wired
Seeing things that aren't there
Painted on, a blank stare
Madness descends
Insomnia never ends
An apology to my friends
Sleeplessness has driven me here
And I welcome now the sleep that doesn't end
Damn, I'm so deep and troubled and society doesn't understand me.