insomnomania

Pushed sleep aside and tried to write

The thoughts that fill my head each night

Words and pictures just echoed round my brain-

Started some words, but all went down the drain,

Now the thoughts just collide and off each other slide

Into corners where they almost always choose to hide

Jumbled, tumbled- rumbling, damn it, they belong to me

I work hard to find my peace, but they won’t let me be.

So I write and laugh, grumble, stumble, refuse to cry;

Late, it’s late- must get some sleep so I will let it lie.

But it won't let me-

No sleep tonight.

peace

-will-