Insomnia Poem by Raredimond Raredimond

Insomnia

I'm hugging myslef before I sleep and yet nobody looks after me if I'm alive or dead. That's the agony of life. I'm admitted to this pain and through this lane I walk unsteadily.

When everything comes in to focus I die, I feel hopeless. Insomnia takes it away, a hideous place indeed. My territory, nobody sees it but me.

I never knew that the consequences hade its weight on my shoulders. All these walls I shot down right infront of us, sorry will never be enough for you.

Monday, December 4, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: hopeless,sleep,sorry
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