Insomnia




I close my eyes, so tired now. But fast within my mind, The day unfolds before me, my mind to analyze.

I cannot sleep until it’s done, my mind won’t let me rest, Until it muddles through my thoughts, and puts them through the test.

The test of which I mention, is phenomenal to me. Somehow my conscience beckons, much deeper for to see.

I toss and turn – attempt to stop, the cycle that’ begun. I lie there thinking, wondering – ‘bout what was said and done.

Did I react correctly, to what I had to face? Did I create a problem, or crowd another’s space?

The standards I must live by were set some time ago, By life and its experience, that only memory knows.

I cannot close my eyes, Nor rest my weary head, Until my mind is satisfied, with what I’ve done and said.




Written by Sensualsweet 1986

very nice

I am glad I am not alone with insomnia...Awesome write...