I am the Insomnia Queen
Yes, I’m still awake
I need to recover from life’s rush
But my circling mind won’t give me a break.
The Sand Man doesn’t visit often
If he does, I push him with force
A cabinet full of magical pills
Naturally sleep won’t take its course.
I don’t notice the sun peeping through the curtains
I don’t know when day starts or ends
All I feel is the deprivation
I’ll survive on the energy coffee lends.
Please God let me sleep!
But I ask life’s biggest questions at 2am
How frustrating it is to be snatched of this need
Another night of tossing and turning again.
Written at 3am