I said I’d try to write more,
thinking it would get me back to sleeping
Two and three
a.m.
I’m up
way before the clock is beeping
I wanted to try to write more,
kidding myself.
I’m foolish for thinking
I’ll sleep.
Sleep is the jealous twin of awake.
Without him,
we’re shuffling blindly,
limply passing start.
Daydreaming is deamed void
when you’re desperate for something
you can’t name.
Sleep evades you
like the moth’s wing to the flame.
I’m kidding myself,
but it doesn’t matter.
Sleep is a thief.
The mind is his master.
The artist is king.
I am his jester.
Artists don’t sleep.
So what’s one more line going to matter?
7 responses to “Insomniac”
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Me too!! But you probably gathered that haha 😂😆. I hope yours settles down. Not sleeping isn’t fun
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