Permanent Insomniac.

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A poem I wrote when I first got insomnia. I felt pretty desperate writing this, since I'd had no sleep in about 4 or 5 days, and I just needed to rest real bad. Enjoy.

Submitted: April 04, 2011

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The world is silent around me. Everyone else is asleep, their minds full of dreams that make them happy, I guess.


They're lucky they can sleep. Me, I just sit up and play mindless games until it's time to get through yet another day.


I don't sleep a lot any more. Life has just seemed to catch up on me and wants its pound of flesh in return for rest.


Tomorrow will be another day. I will get showered and dressed and work for 6 hours, then look forward to another sleepless night.


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