Eyes open as I lay here
Only in the darkness, I stare
My mind streaming at a strange pace
Thoughts in a fast race
Caught in this vicious loop
Thoughts scattering as chickens in a coop
I want to scream yet I do not want to wake others
Here I am out from the covers
Into the other room to think,
Jotting down plans with permanent ink
Waiting for my evil mind to shut down
I don’t want the burden of this heavy gown
Let’s go sandman give me the dust
Before my body starts to rust
I feel as if I have one foot in the grave
All because I’m insomnias slave
© 2020-2021 By Mary Robbins
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