Insomniatic Thoughts

Insomniac, insomniac, how do you fare?

Wandering, wondering



Tired, but not enough


When you’ve exhausted your thoughts


And your mind keeps on churning


Silently waiting for sun

But savoring the peace

Waiting for sleep to wash over

Just praying you’re not alone





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