insomnia

_Insomnia_ its probably time for me to rest but i lay here, sunken chest, a sleepless soul. my enemy I'm calling your name, you have plagued me. neither dead, nor dreaming... awake. why do you disturb me? why the tedious whispers? I've started numbering the minutes no one will mark. floods lurking fear when i reach to dim the light i rubbed my heavy eyes waiting for slumber but through the keyhole of my door i watched you dance through the shadows drowning my pillow in unhappiness in which i lie awake.