Counting time in my mind
Look at all the things you’ll find
In my space, familiar face
Another memory gone to waste
Broken soul growing old
It has already all been told
Seeing red, being dead,
A ghost living inside my head
Energy sparks in me
A sudden surge that I can’t see
Cut too deep, I can’t sleep
All I have to do is leap
Midnight screams, in my dreams
Nightmares are my breathing scenes
To my friends, I love them
But every story has to end
Every breath that is left
Is one step closer to my death?
And I blink, I can’t think
I am running out of ink
Strangling stress, what a mess
I’m innocent till I confess
Troubled youth, hunting proof
No-one ever knows the truth
Lowered down in the ground
That’s where my body can be found
Am I dumb? I am numb
When will death and company come?
Feeling lost, bleeding cross
Will you deliver me to my boss?
Closing hand, don’t expand
Point it high and make a stand
I will glove all my love
I will make you take my drug
Lovely girl, ugly world
Let me win and let it swirl
Wipe your tears, I’m still here
Living in all of your darkest fears
I have grown all alone
In this house that I call home
All I hate, phony fakes
No one has what it takes
Embers flick, fires lit
Not being able to commit
Tell me why the world will lie
I have even failed to die
Counting time in my mind
Look at all the things you’ll find
I too have trouble with sleep, but not such as yourself. Great write! Ten, Linda
Some of us are night people and some of us are day people.If you are up all night then a night job would work for you to keep you occupied.Night terrors are something to deal with...I get dreams of rats and giant pythons and when they wake me up I get on the computor and play games.Good thought evoking poem.You write very solid poetry and show great potential.Please continue writing....10! ! ! ! ! Thank you for your wonderful poems...
wonderful poem, If somebody practices 'Compassion' will never suffer Insomnia. Hope it would work for you. Nicely penned.10+++
i have also learned that depression doesnt sleep and it only stops when you are lying in a coffin
as i said, you are trully talented! your poems have such a rythm! it feels like if i am listening to music when i read them! great!
Sounds like your familar with insomnia...it's a good poem.kinda catchy. try a free verse..if your rhyme schemes are this cool, I wanna see what your free verse would be like.lol keep it up. :)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
very interesting, great flow and wonderful rhymes