My friend insomnia, Never sleeps. She rolls and rocks, Never in the deep. My partner, This relationship I keep. Stead-fully faithful, Faith without a leap. Insomnia, My ready co-vivant, I live for you, Give everything you want. Your make-up, My eyes so ever gaunt. I wake up, Sleep is an affront. Insomnia, Nearly killed my soul. Depression, I dove into that hole. Anxiety, coursing Cortisol, Pills, Cocktail for last call. This poem, Insomnia deflated. Fate? Lifeforce unabated. Sleep, Power in recline. Words, Bower full divine. Don’t worry, Just remembering a time. Anxiety, Hijacked my injured mind. Healing, Capacity sublime, Feeling, Restoring soul in rhyme.
Well done! Very relatable on multiple fronts. Irony for myself, getting a sleep disorder in my late 20's then picked up Marijuana again in my mid 40's to combat the disorder. Side effects are acceptable.
Well done! Very relatable on multiple fronts. Irony for myself, getting a sleep disorder in my late 20's then picked up Marijuana again in my mid 40's to combat the disorder. Side effects are acceptable.
Good sleep is a “high” art!
Wow, just wow incredible