19 January 2015

it's Insomnia

it's insomnia
when I'm up all night
when sleep eludes me
busy in my head
busy in my brain
excitement with dread
combine that with rage
and flashes of red

I feel so queer
so much not myself
set my spirit freein
more then I can bear
my heart is rapid
it's filled up with fear
need to go to bed
'fore I end up dead

Copyright © 2015 By Patrick B Vince

Octameter Poem

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