It is in the dark of night
When insomnia sings me awake
To the tune of lullabies
And the rhythm of mindful blight.
It is the spotlight of the watchful moon
And the flickering of uncertain stars
That cradle my fears
And anxious thoughts they croon.
It is in the view of the sunshine,
Where my unwanted thoughts stem,
Waiting and ripening in my head
Until around my throat they twine.
And echoing in my mind
Is the blissful song of insomnia,
Sewing itself into my skin
As daylight leaves me behind.
Experiencing Insomnia
I love the intimacy between the poet and these "hindrances." The relationship between nature, insomnia and anxiety around the poet at first is inviting, and calming. It isn't until daylight,...
Music Of Wakefulness
Published by Family Friend Poems January 2018 with permission of the Author.
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I'm so glad you were able to relate to my poem! I totally agree that messages like these should be shared. As one of my favorite poets said: "Whatever you're feeling right now, there is a mathematical certainty that someone else is feeling that exact thing. This is not to say you aren't special, this is to say thank God you aren't special." - Neil Corn