Insomnia

I can’t put my finger on it

But somehow I can tell

This is going to be one of these nights

Where on my thoughts I’ll dwell

I don’t know why I cannot sleep

I cannot dream like others do

I just lie in bed and eventually

Wait until exhaustion renews

If I get lucky there’s someone else

And I’m not the only one

But Insomnia doesn’t attack people like it does me

So usually my dogs the only one who joins me for the fun

I lack the ability to sleep

And I cannot say I’m proud

But at least during the day

I can grab a pillow and snooze on a cloud

Summer does that to you

Gives you insomnia and boredom’s blues

But it’s something we kids need sometimes

In between homework and the requirement for shoes

I sigh and get up from my bed

I guess I better write this poem down

It isn’t fair Insomnia attacks me this way

When I feel so broken down

Inspiration is probably the one to blame

It knows I can’t ignore it

I smile because of what just happened

It seems I have just yawned a bit

My feet are itching for my room’s carpet

My body’s itching for its warmth

Finally I can go to bed

I wrote something, for what It’s worth

I think the insomniacs should one day unite

One day, when none of us can sleep

We should share some tips, have some kicks

And then maybe fall deep

Into the trance that never seems to like us

And only gets us around Four (A.M.)

But then again Insomnia’s a way of life

I can’t just not do it anymore

I begin my long journey

To finding my bed with my eyes closed

I use my ears and hands

Since half of me is beginning my doze

I reach out and land one my bed

My dog’s already asleep

My head hits the pillow and pretty soon

I’m into a deep deep sleep.