Resist Poem by Samantha Stough

Sleep has alluded me lately
Yet there is nothing left for me to do
No one knows of my deepest troubles
There is no one I can turn to

I observe people everyday;
The more I see, the less I like
The day seems so lurid,
I have to resort to the night

Am I an insomniac?
No, just depressed
Am I going mad?
Nope, just obsessed

I sit outside in the cold
I forgot that stars looked like this
The call of my heart
I do my best to resist