Insomnia

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I wonder when sleep will crawl up on me
Just to leave the promise of seduction
To ease tensions distorted by stress

I wonder again
When will rest take camp in my mind?
Settling in... only to be eliminated
Eliminated by the wars of my conscience

Then I realized
Sleep refused to tread on predatory premises
Ground that screamed "danger"

Me

If rest ceases to exist within my soul,
Fatigue being the conquerer as I fight
The skeletons in my closet will take over

No

They cannot win
They've held me captive for too long
It's them
Who have overdosed me with restlessness
It's them

So I retired from the wonders
And settled for the reality that...
I can't sleep

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