Nightly accounts of an Insomniac

Midnight sparks the most marvelous sounds

Music emits through the underground

Insomnia wrecks me like lightning at sea

The singing it bends me like wind breaking trees.

Eyes shut or open

Don’t disregard

The monsters will terrify you

Leaving scars.

 

Guitar strings as refuge

And piano keys as my eyes

Running away from what’s inside

Every note I play, it’s slow erase

To dull the pain

Of

Everything

 

I see them when

I wake

I see them when

I sleep

How can I escape

The ghosts that are

Haunting

Me.

 

Clock hits twelve

As I ascend it

gives me the bends

Jolted from sleep

More alive than I wish

 

I get lost

            I get lost

                         I get lost

Opportunity missed

 

Shelves lined with papers

Written words make no sense

Scrambled up letters

Jumbled up words

Take something that

Skyrockets me out of this

world

 

Midnight sparks the most marvelous sounds

Music emits through the underground

Insomnia wrecks me like lightning at sea

The singing it bends me like wind breaking trees.

Eyes shut or open

Don’t disregard

The monsters will terrify you

Leaving scars.

This poem is about: 
Me

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