Insomniacs Purgatory

by Ren   Jun 7, 2017


Too tired to get up,
But not tired enough to sleep,
I lay restless and frustrated,
From counting too many sheep.
So I stare up at the ceiling,
At the moonlight in all its glory,
Accepting that I am, once again,
Stuck in Insomniacs Purgatory.

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  • 1 year ago

    by Tony

    Look how much buzz this is generating!

    • 1 year ago

      by Ren

      :D I am so surprised! But so very grateful!!

    • 1 year ago

      by Alec

      Im not surprised lol

  • 1 year ago

    by Poetess

    Love this. Perfect little read at 3:30AM lol

    • 1 year ago

      by Ren

      Aww, thank you so much! I feel ya! lol

  • 1 year ago

    by nani

    God I love this. Your poetry is so simple and spot on perfect!

    Nani

    • 1 year ago

      by Ren

      Aww thank you so much girl!! I really appreciate it! :)

  • 1 year ago

    by Tony

    I visit this purgatory almost every night. Even with ''assistance'' its hard for me to catch a good night's rest. And the ''assistance'' causes some pretty vivid loopy dreams.

    Needless to say, well written relatable piece.

    • 1 year ago

      by Ren

      Thank you very much, Tony! I appreciate you taking the time to read and comment. I visit almost every night as well, and I agree about the "assistance", too. I had a hard time handling the crazy dreams, since my dreams are already crazy. It got weird.

  • 1 year ago

    by Alec

    This is amazing. If I had the power to nominate I would. The rhyme is flawless. Short, sweet, and relatable.
    -Alec

    Edit: Nevermind! Its nominated!

    • 1 year ago

      by Ren

      Thank you so much Alec!! I appreciate it!!

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