Sleepless

nightsky

I lay awake dreaming of stars
Waiting to sleep to the angels lullaby
The clock strikes 1:11 in the morning
The moon makes its way across the sky

I can hear my heart in a solid rhythm
Feeling every beat in the palm of my hand
My eyes stay heavy but refuse to close
Frustration builds as I try to understand

Every little sound calls my attention
I rebel to the sounds entering my thoughts
The sweet sound of silence is what I seek
As my mind tries to untie this sleepless knot

I look at the clock one last time to see 3:33
The silent lullaby begins to ease me to sleep
I melt away into the sound of silence
As my mind body and soul finally falls asleep

Insomnia Poem

When I turn to look at the clock,

I am wondering when the pain of insomnia will ever stop,

Body tired mind restlessness increasing,

All I am looking for is a little bit of easing,

Will I ever feel the solitude of not a single thought,

So that I may rest in peace with my dreams that be sought,

Tossing and turning as each minute passes by,

I await the moment when time will just die,

Now that I start to finally fall asleep,

My thoughts leave and my dreams are what I keep.