Insomnia - Poem by GEN Nelson
My mind is clear
My heart is pure
My hands are clean
So why do I sleep no more?
Has the Scottish king crossed my path?
Do I suffer from the sandman's wrath?
Dreams are far away from me
Across the un-crossable sea
This blight is no more bearable
Than light that never comes my way
I swear my rest will be insatiable
If my sleep will return one day
My voice is strong
My prayers forsaken
Clarity is taken
Has the boogeyman entered my room?
Has the garish light shone to soon?
Nightmares still visit in the day
Faded lines for comfort are cheaply made
Your gaslight guides me
Through frigid dark
Placid winds dare not blow out the flame
You are kind to me
Calm eyes I cannot see I know watch o'er me
Are you the sweet slumber I missed?
Or the fog and the smog and the mist?
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