The Beauty Of Insomnia

April 26, 2009
By Nick Darras BRONZE, East Setauket, New York
Nick Darras BRONZE, East Setauket, New York
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11:11, make a wish to heaven.
"Get her out of my brain!!!"
My eyes won't shut, I'm thinking somewhat,
Of how you’ve got me going insane.
Cause your on my mind, and it won't let me rest.
I swear that I feel like I'm fully possessed.
I hate you, cause I like you.
And I like you, cause I need you.
I know that without you, I may never sleep.
Now it's exactly midnite, with a feeling so contrite,
I wish that I never saw you.
Just the smile from your face, can set me out of place,
you prolly don't believe it's true.
I didn't know who you were, but you know who you are.
Giving me a feeling that felt so bizarre.
When I finally said "hi", you just walked by,
You didn't say goodbye, and I didn't know why.
So now, while I lay in this bed, your still inside my head.
And I slowly count away the minutes.
Minutes to hours, hours to days, days to weeks.
Even pills won't help for the rest that I seek.
My body hurts so much, yet I feel like I'm dead.
How I dread to feel dead while I lay in this bed.
Intoxicate me with soma, or just put me in a coma.
Either one sounds fine by me.
When I sit in school, I can't even think straight.
I just hate how fate, has given me insomnia.
How I long to feel gone, and through with this dilemma.
I'm sick of dragging my feet, like some stupid zombie.
While you keep passing me by, all happy and dressed like Barbie.
Why is it, I can't stop thinking of your eyes everyday?
The fact that you've got me in such disarray.
My whole world is now nothing but gray.
I'm begging you now, don't leave me this way.
Just hear me out, I can't scream or shout.
I need you to help me so I can finally blackout.
I can't get you to want me, so now I just want you to like me.
I hope that you agree, cuz "just friends" is good enough for me.
So why don't you stay for awhile, and show me your smile,
the smile that can brighten anyone's day.
Just do this for me, to set my mind free.
So that as the color comes back, I fall to the floor.
So I can finally get back to sleeping once more.

The author's comments:
This was a poem I made in about 15 minutes. What I realized is that in order to get stuff out of my mind, I have to write it on a piece of paper.

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