Poems About Insomnia Seeking Friendly Advice
#insomnia
StarlaMaris
Starla Maris
Starla Maris
Poem Published
29th Mar 2025 7:18am
29th Mar 2025 7:18am
Where Rainbows collide
Oh to fall into sweet slumber
Is not for me instead I wander
Through moonbeams, magic, and starlight
And clouds and prisms oh so bright
And find what I want most claiming me
Mind body and soul when I plea
And all the rainbows collide
On a magic carpet ride
I smile though I cannot sleep
Dejected chasm feels so deep
I am denied my infernal flame
But I will smile through the rain
Close my eyes go to another dimension
Where I can express my true intention
And live every colour that’s in my mind
With no denial of the...
Is not for me instead I wander
Through moonbeams, magic, and starlight
And clouds and prisms oh so bright
And find what I want most claiming me
Mind body and soul when I plea
And all the rainbows collide
On a magic carpet ride
I smile though I cannot sleep
Dejected chasm feels so deep
I am denied my infernal flame
But I will smile through the rain
Close my eyes go to another dimension
Where I can express my true intention
And live every colour that’s in my mind
With no denial of the...
#insomnia
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WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
6th Mar 2025 4:35pm
6th Mar 2025 4:35pm
mental overdrive
silence is a mythical creature
Pegasus in flight on a starry night
clouds always obscuring it from my sight
{& all that romantic crap}
such beasts rarely descend into my chaotic realm
sleep is a wildscape of dreaming
wakefulness a cacophony
it's been...a few sleepless darks...& counting
eyes open but unseeing
desperate for respite
as words...questions...memories
rattle around the birdcage of my mind
dust kicked up by their turbulent beating
& I struggle to focus on breathing
not as easy as you'd think ...
Pegasus in flight on a starry night
clouds always obscuring it from my sight
{& all that romantic crap}
such beasts rarely descend into my chaotic realm
sleep is a wildscape of dreaming
wakefulness a cacophony
it's been...a few sleepless darks...& counting
eyes open but unseeing
desperate for respite
as words...questions...memories
rattle around the birdcage of my mind
dust kicked up by their turbulent beating
& I struggle to focus on breathing
not as easy as you'd think ...
#anxiety
#confessional
#insomnia
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Ambjr
Poem Published
12th Feb 2025 6:53am
12th Feb 2025 6:53am
ode to insomnia
oh merciless enchantress of darkest hours
siren of endless thoughts
mistress of my torment
sweet devourer of sleep
how violently you return to me
night after night
you claim me for yourself
your fingertips leavin burnin trails
along my skin
we tangle in sheets of unrest
limbs entwined til dawn
remember how I begged for mercy
drownin our love in bottles of amber
three years free from those liquid chains
and still I bend to your touch
you unravel me
each caress ignitin thought
where whispers turn to savage...
siren of endless thoughts
mistress of my torment
sweet devourer of sleep
how violently you return to me
night after night
you claim me for yourself
your fingertips leavin burnin trails
along my skin
we tangle in sheets of unrest
limbs entwined til dawn
remember how I begged for mercy
drownin our love in bottles of amber
three years free from those liquid chains
and still I bend to your touch
you unravel me
each caress ignitin thought
where whispers turn to savage...
#insomnia
#sleep
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Nvmb
Poem Published
7th Feb 2025 4:39pm
7th Feb 2025 4:39pm
Nameless
They placed their hands upon my skin,
cold as stone, soft as smoke.
A name lingered on their tongues,
but it was not my own.
I do not know how I came to this place,
only that the sky is split with gold,
and the air hums with something older than time.
A procession moves in shadows,
faces blurred, voices low.
They dress me in silk and silence,
a crown of hands upon my head.
A chalice raised, the liquid thick as dusk.
I drink, and the world unravels—
memories not my own bloom behind my eyes,
a thousand lives...
cold as stone, soft as smoke.
A name lingered on their tongues,
but it was not my own.
I do not know how I came to this place,
only that the sky is split with gold,
and the air hums with something older than time.
A procession moves in shadows,
faces blurred, voices low.
They dress me in silk and silence,
a crown of hands upon my head.
A chalice raised, the liquid thick as dusk.
I drink, and the world unravels—
memories not my own bloom behind my eyes,
a thousand lives...
#addiction
#apathy
#depression
#insomnia
#nightmares
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Ambjr
Poem Published
7th Feb 2025 11:55am
7th Feb 2025 11:55am
when the last note falls
when the music dies
at my fingertips
when these hands forget
their dance across ivory keys
when these pages
close their eyes to my confessions
and words turn to glass
caught in my throat
sharp as swallowed memories
of blackout nights
then take these hands
that know exactly which chords
unlock the darkness
take these ink stained fingers
wrapped round crumpled pages
of half finished verses
carved from bones of sleepless nights
etch them into cold stone
let them stand as proof
to all of the times I...
at my fingertips
when these hands forget
their dance across ivory keys
when these pages
close their eyes to my confessions
and words turn to glass
caught in my throat
sharp as swallowed memories
of blackout nights
then take these hands
that know exactly which chords
unlock the darkness
take these ink stained fingers
wrapped round crumpled pages
of half finished verses
carved from bones of sleepless nights
etch them into cold stone
let them stand as proof
to all of the times I...
#bipolar
#depression
#insomnia #music
#insomnia #music
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rksingh
Poem Published
10th Jan 2025 11:47am
10th Jan 2025 11:47am
MIDNIGHT CRY
No use abusing
or cursing anyone when
restless and breathless
I cry to God to help me
for a while let me sleep
sexless meditate
in the darkest of hours
negotiate peace
with self and rest even if
I exist in my sufferings
R K Singh
or cursing anyone when
restless and breathless
I cry to God to help me
for a while let me sleep
sexless meditate
in the darkest of hours
negotiate peace
with self and rest even if
I exist in my sufferings
R K Singh
#depression
#insomnia
#nightmares
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Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
15th Dec 2024 00:34am
15th Dec 2024 00:34am
a lucid haze
My bedsheets smell of
lavender and indica
silk pillowcase a cushioned ocean
for my restless mind
that floats through the dark
unseeing and unsleeping
I'm nowhere in particular
if I wait for the dawn I might see it
lavender and indica
silk pillowcase a cushioned ocean
for my restless mind
that floats through the dark
unseeing and unsleeping
I'm nowhere in particular
if I wait for the dawn I might see it
#depression
#drugs
#insomnia #marijuana
#insomnia #marijuana
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Goldy-992
David Gold
David Gold
Poem Published
2nd Nov 2024 8:53am
2nd Nov 2024 8:53am
Demons Within
These demons, they whisper, they claw at my chest,
Yet I rise through the chaos, refusing their jest.
For strength is a fortress, built from the pain, A quiet resolve, like the calm after rain.
Each battle fought alone in the night,
A testament to the will, a glimmer of light,
In the silence I breathe, as the shadows collide,
A man forged in stillness, my spirit, my pride.
Yet I rise through the chaos, refusing their jest.
For strength is a fortress, built from the pain, A quiet resolve, like the calm after rain.
Each battle fought alone in the night,
A testament to the will, a glimmer of light,
In the silence I breathe, as the shadows collide,
A man forged in stillness, my spirit, my pride.
#depression
#insomnia
#strength
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missjem56
Poem Published
29th Oct 2024 1:39am
29th Oct 2024 1:39am
Eyes Wide Open
Insomniac
me
I
dream
of
sleep
endlessly
Eyes
ever
open
by Jemia
me
I
dream
of
sleep
endlessly
Eyes
ever
open
by Jemia
#insomnia
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeStruggles #sleep
#LifeStruggles #sleep
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Thor_Azine
Poem Published
10th Oct 2024 6:40pm
10th Oct 2024 6:40pm
I Must End the Turmoil
#anxiety
#apathy
#depression
#insomnia
#PTSD
24 reads
5 Comments
arsastar
astaroth..
astaroth..
Poem Published
8th Oct 2024 9:20pm
8th Oct 2024 9:20pm
What is This?
The restless static in my head.
Static that reaches my bed. No comfort here, turn back to see everything engulfed in static and noise. It rings and clashes at your head. Uncomfortable feelings of dread. Persistently upset. Unsatisfied, unreal, unkempt. Distaste of human race, it's pounding at the walls. Let it out hurry up! It's gonna be too late soon. It'll get in and go straight for the jugular. I'm not moving but I'm trying. My body is refusing its instructions. I look down to see my legs all fuzzy, muddled, and wrapped in static. Gotta hurry! I open the door to ear piercing screams....
Static that reaches my bed. No comfort here, turn back to see everything engulfed in static and noise. It rings and clashes at your head. Uncomfortable feelings of dread. Persistently upset. Unsatisfied, unreal, unkempt. Distaste of human race, it's pounding at the walls. Let it out hurry up! It's gonna be too late soon. It'll get in and go straight for the jugular. I'm not moving but I'm trying. My body is refusing its instructions. I look down to see my legs all fuzzy, muddled, and wrapped in static. Gotta hurry! I open the door to ear piercing screams....
#boredom
#confusion
#FeelingLost
#insomnia
#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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