Insomnia

My alarm clock burns red
2:00 AM
imprints upon my eyes
in the dark.
Why does sleep not find me?
My wheels spinning out of control
All my fears surface at once
the moment my head hits
the pillow.
I replay the day
the week
the month
the year...
with no purpose.
I can not change the past
and still it haunts
my present.
Tomorrow comes too quickly
my coffee cup
never full enough
to fight the effects
of another sleepless night.