Insomnia
By cassiopeia
Fri, 07 Oct 2011
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Toss and turn
No peace inside
No place where my wild mind can hide
I sit
I stare
I am not there
And yet I can’t get anywhere
Up
Down
Try to rest
But deep inside I’m too depressed
The music plays
The focus slips
With sleep I cannot get to grips
The madness waits
For one small crack
To push its way
To crawl right back
To eyes wide
Inside my head
I cannot sleep
I die instead
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A poem written with passion,
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A poem written with passion, cassiopeia. Many will identify, I am sure.
Tina
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