Insomnia

For the past week or more, I have been having a horrible case of insomnia. It has been a problem before, but has never bothered me too much since I never had things to do in the morning. Now I have to be at work by 9, and it isn't good at all to take sleeping pills at 2:30AM. (not that I want to take them at all.) I even have trouble sleeping after having taken something for it. Tonight, after having such a battle, a poem came into my head about insomnia. Here it is in a very early stage:

Finding Sleep (A.K.A Battling Insomnia)

When my heart is broken
and you are not there,
where can I find my solace?
Left alone, sleepless
with restless dreams and a tiredness
that will not subside,
I think of my world
and the golden strings, wondering
what will become of them next.
There are three sisters, sharing one sight,
Three minds with the same conclusions.
They sleep not, for there is work to be done,
Whilst I await my rest.


While dealing with insomnia, as I'm sure many people well know, the mind races. I had so many amazing and interesting things pop into my mind only tonight, that seem unrelated but are interconnected merely through the colors which they share. My mind has been too much awake, and I am going to try to fall asleep again. Good night.

Comic: “The Lockhorns” by Bill and Bunny Hoest