Paths: A collection of Poems and Short Stories

Insomnia

I often stay up to late
So late that I have heard birds chirping
Where dusk became dawn
Sun pouring in through the blinds

I know this is not good for me
But sometimes I can't quiet my mind
Like the never ending loop
I play my mistakes like broken records and tapes

I am but a creature of the night
I am more shadow than human
Because at least shadows disappear eventually

I keep myself lock away in the dead of night
Afraid of what people would think of me
As I lie awake in fright

Eyes wide open
I lay still and quiet
But my thoughts are loud

Like screams in my head
Aching and breaking every night
Why are you like this?
Why?

I just want sleep
But denied yet again
I haven't dreamt in months

Or if I do dream it's just dark
Maybe I've been left with a permanent mark
Your words echoing inside my head

I am awake because sleep...
Sleep requires peace
And I haven't slept in awhile