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Insomnia |
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Lynn From CT New Member Posts 5 |
When the sun disappears And the world goes to sleep I'm praying my eyes close So I can slumber so deep at 3am I'm still wide awake Praying soon I'll be dreaming But as the clock ticks on I feel like f'king screaming Everyone around is snoring sleeping is not something I do I swear as I stare at the ceiling I wish I could say this is new For years I've unable to sleep All night cozy in my bed My mind is always churning I wish I could get out of my head It makes the day so very long I cant sit still I cant tune it out There's a party in my brain That makes me want to shout Where is Mr. Sandman? Has he retired or got fired! Its seems he forgot about me I am sleepy but not tired nothing to do.. no where to go I'm so bored I want to cry Hiding my head in my hands Praying I would just die the devil is getting even... for Those years I slept unaware When sleep was a pastime I did not have a care |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Lynn, I feel for you. I have insomnia too,only not as bad. I can fall asleep, I just can't stay asleep. Done some of my best writing at 3am. ~L |
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