Insomnia: The Slow Killer

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

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Can't sleep; no dreams Are these images real or only a memory? What's wrong with me?

I can still hear you say my name, if only i could forget. These nights are too quiet; too still; I HATE them Sleep will never come, why even try

My mind wanders over accomplishments, past and future I question sanity, please someone save me Where are all my friends? have they all fled? am I stuck here forever? What will become of me?

These illusions in the dark, they taunt me, they beckon. Maybe I will hide, maybe just pretend NO it won't do any good!

I turn from the world, it is cold and desolate. Running somewhere far from this place, looking for a savior I can not stop; if i do I will surely die..

I am shaking; the fear sets in THEY offered to help, but I know what they do when nobody can see them I scream, can anyone hear me? I am an alien in this land, Forgotten everything.

The sleep never sets in. It will never set in.


Submitted: January 17, 2010

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