it's so quiet i can hear my heart beat
this is when my mind starts racing
i can't make it stop
sometimes,
i don't really want to
i wonder if other insomniacs go through this as well
wondering
thinking
regretting
longing
worrying
battling inner demons
as tired as my body is
my mind is on overdrive
do you miss me at all?
are you sorry?
was everything a lie?
i miss you
and i'm sorry
and nothing was a lie
stressing
debating
plotting
rambling
it's what i do best at 12:49 a.m.
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5 comments:
Hey, it was nice to read in your previous post all the fun you have been having with your friends on weekend getaways! I love doing that kind of stuff.
I get insomnia too. I take an ativan when that happens. But I love the way you wrote about it.
Belle- thanks! i don't really like taking stuff to make me sleep but i guess i'm going to have to start, if i want to function the next day!
I like this poem, especially "I can hear my heart beating."
Yay! I hear ya. Insomnia is never ever nice.
Xiomara- thanks! glad you dropped by!
mywordwall- No, it's horrible! Thank you for dropping by!
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