Insomnia

by Ren   Aug 11, 2014


My thoughts are raucous,
Uncut,
And mean.
They pinch,
They prod,
They wonder things unseen.
Tumbling aimlessly,
Inside my tired mind,
With no regards to fear,
And no regards to time.
Breaking through the borders,
Of memories buried deep,
Tossing and turning,
I only wish to sleep...

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  • 9 years ago

    by redxiii

    Awesome as always :) 5/5 of course. For such few words it captures the exact feelings. But you already know all this all too well. :p

    • 9 years ago

      by Ren

      Hey you :) Thanks so much! :)

  • 9 years ago

    by WW

    Insomnia is something not easily described. People tend to trivialize mental illnesses and not fully understand what the experience is like. I think this poem is excellent in bringing people close to what insomnia does. Great job. 5/5

    • 9 years ago

      by Ren

      Thank you very much!

  • 9 years ago

    by Natalie

    The joys of insomnia! I know this feeling all too well and you wrote this perfectly!

    • 9 years ago

      by Ren

      Thank you!

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