Insomnia Poems
#insomnia
Poems about insomnia, sleep disorders and sleeplessness. Insomnia poems includes poetry about sleep deprivation and extreme tiredness. Here you'll find poems exploring the challenges faced when having difficulty falling asleep, or not being able to stay asleep long enough to feel refreshed.
adagio
Poem Published
21st Sep 2024 12:12pm
21st Sep 2024 12:12pm
Waiting for Aristotle
Dowager's hors d'oeuvres from artifacts
parting the parcel of her psychology
listening as dark nibbles fennel seeds
of narcissistic sociopaths schizophrenia
from the tender loin's obsession
of Mr. Hyde's flying monkeys
totally fucked-up waiting for Aristotle
parting the parcel of her psychology
parting the parcel of her psychology
listening as dark nibbles fennel seeds
of narcissistic sociopaths schizophrenia
from the tender loin's obsession
of Mr. Hyde's flying monkeys
totally fucked-up waiting for Aristotle
parting the parcel of her psychology
#dark
#deception
#hypocrisy
#insomnia
#shadows
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DamianDeadLove
Poem Published
12th Sep 2024 6:28am
12th Sep 2024 6:28am
Insomnia
Sleep denied while memory rots
Connected to a breathing machine
Unable to unplug from my thoughts
It’s like being hopped up on caffeine
Rest seems impossible to obtain
Since being diagnosed with apnea
Nothing will silence this active brain
Constantly interrupted by insomnia
Connected to a breathing machine
Unable to unplug from my thoughts
It’s like being hopped up on caffeine
Rest seems impossible to obtain
Since being diagnosed with apnea
Nothing will silence this active brain
Constantly interrupted by insomnia
#insomnia
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OyateInyanNajin
Poem Published
12th Sep 2024 3:37am
12th Sep 2024 3:37am
SUBCONSCIOUS INNER SKETCHINGS BEYOND THE VEILS OF MASKLESS TIME (4:00am, 8-17-2001; Galveston Island, Texas)
stirred up from out of
stone deep sleep
i suddenly find myself
somewhere between
still half asleep
and half awake
stumbling through
three rooms of darkness
to quench my body s
inner call of thirst
which lured me up
from out of my now already
unremembered dreams
into this present limbo
of silent blankness
everywhere all around me
with my eyes still lightly closed
my bare feet carefully feel
each softly carpeted step
as i make my braille like way
through this nocturnal darkness
externally...
stone deep sleep
i suddenly find myself
somewhere between
still half asleep
and half awake
stumbling through
three rooms of darkness
to quench my body s
inner call of thirst
which lured me up
from out of my now already
unremembered dreams
into this present limbo
of silent blankness
everywhere all around me
with my eyes still lightly closed
my bare feet carefully feel
each softly carpeted step
as i make my braille like way
through this nocturnal darkness
externally...
#identity
#insomnia
#LifeAsAWriter
#SelfReflection
#WritingPoetry
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OyateInyanNajin
Poem Published
27th Aug 2024 5:14am
27th Aug 2024 5:14am
DARK DESERT HIGH NOON (around 1988-(?); in my tiny garage apartment; Leucadia, California)
how many more tiny rooms
must i move to and live in
before i can move and live no more
how many more small rooms
boxes
and cramped dusty spaces
await to further contain me ahead
like these bits of residual dust from my past
still trapped inside all these cardboard moving boxes stacked up unopened in a tight corner behind me which hold so many scattered good memories artifacts broken kept pieces ...
must i move to and live in
before i can move and live no more
how many more small rooms
boxes
and cramped dusty spaces
await to further contain me ahead
like these bits of residual dust from my past
still trapped inside all these cardboard moving boxes stacked up unopened in a tight corner behind me which hold so many scattered good memories artifacts broken kept pieces ...
#anxiety
#disability
#illness
#insomnia
#PTSD
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adagio
Poem Published
26th Aug 2024 2:32pm
26th Aug 2024 2:32pm
Echoing Jaundice
Catapulted insomnia in caffeine's darkness
like dominoes falling down a gravel road
quarantine to an empty house of memories
and obsessions echoing the jaundice
chained to the pillory of wayfaring souls
beneath the eyes of the russet moon
like dominoes falling down a gravel road
like dominoes falling down a gravel road
quarantine to an empty house of memories
and obsessions echoing the jaundice
chained to the pillory of wayfaring souls
beneath the eyes of the russet moon
like dominoes falling down a gravel road
#dark
#insomnia
#loneliness
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adagio
Poem Published
25th Aug 2024 9:32pm
25th Aug 2024 9:32pm
Midnight Whispers - with Shilohverse
Walk still of night where shadows go
Touched by torrents of twilight's crow
Dancing behind the veils echoing still
Scarecrow walks in cornfield rows
Seeding the shadows that promenade
Insomnia's gift to caffeine's tambourines
As moonlight whispers secrets untold
In the silence where dark stories unfold
Wandering souls find solace in dreams
Stitching their fates with silver seams
Through corridors where memories fade
In the heart of night’s masquerade.
Touched by torrents of twilight's crow
Dancing behind the veils echoing still
Scarecrow walks in cornfield rows
Seeding the shadows that promenade
Insomnia's gift to caffeine's tambourines
As moonlight whispers secrets untold
In the silence where dark stories unfold
Wandering souls find solace in dreams
Stitching their fates with silver seams
Through corridors where memories fade
In the heart of night’s masquerade.
#anxiety
#collaboration
#insomnia
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Carpe_Noctem
Poem Published
17th Aug 2024 10:44am
17th Aug 2024 10:44am
Dissociative Locomotive
how did one end up on this ride?
where is the mask in which you hide?
little droplet, futile to fight the tide
rather than, follow that which you know
the acorn does an oak grow
enduring, sunrise to sunsets testing time
if this was a swing on a branch, fine
quenched parched lips with some red wine
before long, benzo concoctions distort time
to some level or another
when did tomorrow fade away today
yesterday some bitter sweet flash in pan memory
then..... for what its worth
when all...
where is the mask in which you hide?
little droplet, futile to fight the tide
rather than, follow that which you know
the acorn does an oak grow
enduring, sunrise to sunsets testing time
if this was a swing on a branch, fine
quenched parched lips with some red wine
before long, benzo concoctions distort time
to some level or another
when did tomorrow fade away today
yesterday some bitter sweet flash in pan memory
then..... for what its worth
when all...
#insomnia
#PTSD
#suffering
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madmadamjay
Poem Published
20th Jul 2024 3:03am
20th Jul 2024 3:03am
The insomniac
Tic
Tock
Tic
Tock
It's me three am
How tragic we meet again
Oh I see it's keeping you awake?
That silly thing inside your head.
Don't you wish you could turn it off?
I don't have that issue see... I am but a number on a clock
Don't let that fool you though my power does run deep
For I'm the witching hour and trust me you aren't suppose to be
"I don't want to be so please make it stop"
Child no one wants to be awake this late
besides the phantoms of the night
Tic
Tock
Tic
Tock
You again ?...
Tock
Tic
Tock
It's me three am
How tragic we meet again
Oh I see it's keeping you awake?
That silly thing inside your head.
Don't you wish you could turn it off?
I don't have that issue see... I am but a number on a clock
Don't let that fool you though my power does run deep
For I'm the witching hour and trust me you aren't suppose to be
"I don't want to be so please make it stop"
Child no one wants to be awake this late
besides the phantoms of the night
Tic
Tock
Tic
Tock
You again ?...
#insomnia
#MentalHealth
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sc_rosemary
Poem Published
18th Jul 2024 5:01am
18th Jul 2024 5:01am
The Black Pond
Trapped from the start
She tried to reach for the stars
When she was held behind the bars
Hoping to see a glimpse of the sparks
With a flick of her wand
She stumbled across the pond
Wondering what was lurking
Underneath the motionless surface
She was so intrigued as it spoke
And made shapes in different sizes
After revealing its secrets
It sunk back into the darkness
The pond gently lured her in
To see the great mysteries
Beyond her imagination
Along with the greatest transformations
She tried to reach for the stars
When she was held behind the bars
Hoping to see a glimpse of the sparks
With a flick of her wand
She stumbled across the pond
Wondering what was lurking
Underneath the motionless surface
She was so intrigued as it spoke
And made shapes in different sizes
After revealing its secrets
It sunk back into the darkness
The pond gently lured her in
To see the great mysteries
Beyond her imagination
Along with the greatest transformations
#bipolar
#confusion
#illness
#insomnia
#MentalHealth
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Duende
Poem Published
8th Jul 2024 2:00pm
8th Jul 2024 2:00pm
Adrenaline
it started in 2013
seven weeks of
horrible stress
painful losses
no deep sleep
a broken doll
functioning on
just adrenaline
trying to survive
feeling helpless
utterly restless
she didn't fade
this razor blade
got more powers
as years went by
she causes me to
wake up at night
i'm tired & wired
need some sleep
i'm done with this
exhausting tornado
fucking adrenal fatigue
seven weeks of
horrible stress
painful losses
no deep sleep
a broken doll
functioning on
just adrenaline
trying to survive
feeling helpless
utterly restless
she didn't fade
this razor blade
got more powers
as years went by
she causes me to
wake up at night
i'm tired & wired
need some sleep
i'm done with this
exhausting tornado
fucking adrenal fatigue
#insomnia
#nightmares
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18 Comments
Dreamboy
Poem Published
4th Jul 2024 9:55am
4th Jul 2024 9:55am
Bonemeal
It's just a skull-shaped rock
and a pile of white sticks
keeping me tethered straight laced,
head to my feet when I
look back
in the cradle of the mosaic painting
eyes follow me when I turn down this
haunted hallway
Bats on bats,
Like at least a fucking thousand of 'em.
On my skin like flies on the apples in the kitchen.
My skin is rotting off.
Black gets darker still,
and the story stays vague.
And I learn and grow
from the same damn things
same as always.
and a pile of white sticks
keeping me tethered straight laced,
head to my feet when I
look back
in the cradle of the mosaic painting
eyes follow me when I turn down this
haunted hallway
Bats on bats,
Like at least a fucking thousand of 'em.
On my skin like flies on the apples in the kitchen.
My skin is rotting off.
Black gets darker still,
and the story stays vague.
And I learn and grow
from the same damn things
same as always.
#insomnia
#philosophical
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ChocoLaaTTe
Poem Published
18th Jun 2024 9:27am
18th Jun 2024 9:27am
Dreadful Dream
Immobile
You are a telegram projection, single
A singular being of warmth
cold,
all your worth
sense of existence
in a wonder of persistence
everything in one
yet nothing you are none
and not a nun
Godless
Souless
Or soulful
but just woeful
Sense of being
In the dream of seeing
Conscious tension
In momentary...
You are a telegram projection, single
A singular being of warmth
cold,
all your worth
sense of existence
in a wonder of persistence
everything in one
yet nothing you are none
and not a nun
Godless
Souless
Or soulful
but just woeful
Sense of being
In the dream of seeing
Conscious tension
In momentary...
#anxiety
#dark
#dreams #insomnia
#dreams #insomnia
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