My Insomnia Poem by adam quinones

Is anyone there!
Does anyone care! ?
That all I can do, is sit here and stare!
Whilst in my mind these thoughts they snare!

The tribulation that I bear, it isn't fair!
No one truly understands, what it is my body demands!
The torment of never ending thought
for years this burden I have fought!

Faced with my only fear insight!
Alone, I sit or lay in fright,
not of whom or what, is to my left, or my right.
But of being left Alone, every night!