Poems About Insomnia Seeking Friendly Advice
#insomnia
Insomnia
Today is day three of restless, sleepless nights
I’ve called out of work, can’t focus, called out twice
I’ve taken my pills, but they don’t help me sleep
I’m tossing in bed, now I’m starting to weep
I’m crying and shaking, I sit down outside
Can’t control my emotions, I’m empty inside
I feel like I’m lonely, feel sad and depressed
No sleep isn’t helping, it’s all ’cause of stress
But there’s nothing in life that’s bothering me
I don’t care about me, hold my breath, count to three
I don’t care that you left, you are better off now ...
I’ve called out of work, can’t focus, called out twice
I’ve taken my pills, but they don’t help me sleep
I’m tossing in bed, now I’m starting to weep
I’m crying and shaking, I sit down outside
Can’t control my emotions, I’m empty inside
I feel like I’m lonely, feel sad and depressed
No sleep isn’t helping, it’s all ’cause of stress
But there’s nothing in life that’s bothering me
I don’t care about me, hold my breath, count to three
I don’t care that you left, you are better off now ...
#depression
#alcohol
#insomnia
#addiction
#MentalHealth
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Ghosts In The Night
I just can't sleep
My eyes open wide
The stars spin round outside My window
Seeing ghosts
Just a trick of a tired mind
Or maybe that's just when you
See them for real
The long dead past
Come to life
To show you the mistakes
That you've made
And while I lay here awake
And praying for sleep
I wonder if my ghosts
Have ghosts of their own
To show them their own mistakes
My eyes open wide
The stars spin round outside My window
Seeing ghosts
Just a trick of a tired mind
Or maybe that's just when you
See them for real
The long dead past
Come to life
To show you the mistakes
That you've made
And while I lay here awake
And praying for sleep
I wonder if my ghosts
Have ghosts of their own
To show them their own mistakes
#insomnia
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the dreamers
The dreamers
She has fallen asleep in the living room, watching TV
I feel guilty should have joined her, but soap opera, do my head in
Now, I am going to sit near her on the sofa and when she wakes up
She will think I have been sitting there all the time
She will be happy and hold my hands
I have promised her tomorrow, we are going for a drive along the coast
Stop for coffee and a cake, and watch the young swimmers frolicking
She will tell me again at the time she was a stewardess and danced
The tango in Buenos Aires, not to be outdone, I...
She has fallen asleep in the living room, watching TV
I feel guilty should have joined her, but soap opera, do my head in
Now, I am going to sit near her on the sofa and when she wakes up
She will think I have been sitting there all the time
She will be happy and hold my hands
I have promised her tomorrow, we are going for a drive along the coast
Stop for coffee and a cake, and watch the young swimmers frolicking
She will tell me again at the time she was a stewardess and danced
The tango in Buenos Aires, not to be outdone, I...
#anxiety
#depression
#insomnia
#addiction
#diabetes
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The Calm Before
The wind it wails a banshee's shriek
Torrent waves thrash the boat, so bleak
Balance is a dream, unattainable yet
As the ship tosses in its perilous net
Darkness descends, a shroud of dread
Echoing moans, the dying sea's bed
A phantom hand upon the helm
Steering the vessel to a watery realm
The storm rages on, with tempestuous glee
Tearing the sails with savage debris
A dance of death, on the raging sea
The ship, a pawn, in a demonic spree
The wind it howls an evil tune ...
Torrent waves thrash the boat, so bleak
Balance is a dream, unattainable yet
As the ship tosses in its perilous net
Darkness descends, a shroud of dread
Echoing moans, the dying sea's bed
A phantom hand upon the helm
Steering the vessel to a watery realm
The storm rages on, with tempestuous glee
Tearing the sails with savage debris
A dance of death, on the raging sea
The ship, a pawn, in a demonic spree
The wind it howls an evil tune ...
#dark
#murder
#gothic #insomnia
#gothic #insomnia
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Slowly, Quietly
Slowly, quietly, one by one
the demons come,
to whisper nightmares into
my ears, the poison thoughts
that leave me numb.
Oh how they creep so quietly
in the dark, with claws sharp
as daggers to rip me apart.
I beg and I plead, but they won’t
leave me alone, for each night
they visit, my madness their
home.
the demons come,
to whisper nightmares into
my ears, the poison thoughts
that leave me numb.
Oh how they creep so quietly
in the dark, with claws sharp
as daggers to rip me apart.
I beg and I plead, but they won’t
leave me alone, for each night
they visit, my madness their
home.
#anxiety
#depression
#shadows
#insomnia
#nightmares
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Closer
I need to be closer
I'm about to break
Everything
I'm breaking
And you
You are the ultimate challenge
The me through a mirror
Your eyes a portal
To things I've buried so deep...
This is more than love
More than obsession
More than I can fit into any one confession
I can't stop
I've tried
And I'm out of control
Never met such an adversary
That makes me want to be bold
It's so cold out here
Where I've driven to get away
Cause one more look at your face
Would send me spewing a tirade ...
I'm about to break
Everything
I'm breaking
And you
You are the ultimate challenge
The me through a mirror
Your eyes a portal
To things I've buried so deep...
This is more than love
More than obsession
More than I can fit into any one confession
I can't stop
I've tried
And I'm out of control
Never met such an adversary
That makes me want to be bold
It's so cold out here
Where I've driven to get away
Cause one more look at your face
Would send me spewing a tirade ...
#love
#insomnia
#obsession
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A Rocking Chair
Lying in bed rifling through dreams
I heard a creak, not all is as it seems
It came from the drawing room
I lit a lamp and took a walk through the hallway gloom
There it sat, a rocking chair
Sounds were still on the midnight air
Nothing wrong, not a peep
I turn around and retreat to sleep
On the morrow all was normal
The day was drab and work was formal
Upon return I had a brandy before bed
Traipsing toward slumber to rest my weary head
As I snuffed the wick......a creak, "Tis nothing", I dismissed ...
I heard a creak, not all is as it seems
It came from the drawing room
I lit a lamp and took a walk through the hallway gloom
There it sat, a rocking chair
Sounds were still on the midnight air
Nothing wrong, not a peep
I turn around and retreat to sleep
On the morrow all was normal
The day was drab and work was formal
Upon return I had a brandy before bed
Traipsing toward slumber to rest my weary head
As I snuffed the wick......a creak, "Tis nothing", I dismissed ...
#anger
#anxiety
#dark
#insomnia
#EdgarAllanPoe
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Afraid to dream
Lying awake while the rest of the world is sleeping.
I'm afraid of what will show up while I'm dreaming.
I'm afraid of what will show up while I'm dreaming.
#insomnia
#hurt
#fear
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Tenement Of My Psyche
chlorine smelling hallways
damp, cold, skin
water-logged head
claustrophobic carpet patterns
yellowing ceiling tiles
wallpaper peeling, revealing
the cracks behind
and the cobwebs
rotting roof wood
spitting and letting
the sunlight
slither back in
to the attic
damp, cold, skin
water-logged head
claustrophobic carpet patterns
yellowing ceiling tiles
wallpaper peeling, revealing
the cracks behind
and the cobwebs
rotting roof wood
spitting and letting
the sunlight
slither back in
to the attic
#identity
#insomnia
#MentalHealth
#emptiness
#minimalist
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Insomnia
I must have done something great in a previous life
Maybe I cure cancer saving everyone's life
Maybe I cleaned up the oceans
Developed a magic elixir or potion
Whatever it was, it had to be grand
Maybe I stood in space with a meteor in my hand
Returned to earth and made everyone hold hands
May be solved foods demands
Stepped onto the battlefield and simply said no more
No more weapons, no more hate, no more war, no more
Whatever it was I don't have to know
Lying here listening to you, as you snore
Fills...
Maybe I cure cancer saving everyone's life
Maybe I cleaned up the oceans
Developed a magic elixir or potion
Whatever it was, it had to be grand
Maybe I stood in space with a meteor in my hand
Returned to earth and made everyone hold hands
May be solved foods demands
Stepped onto the battlefield and simply said no more
No more weapons, no more hate, no more war, no more
Whatever it was I don't have to know
Lying here listening to you, as you snore
Fills...
#insomnia
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Insomnia
Today is day three, of restless, sleepless nights
I’ve called out of work, can’t focus, called out twice
I’ve taken my pills, but they don’t help me sleep
I’m tossing in bed, now I’m starting to weep
I’m crying and shaking, I sit down outside
Can’t control my emotions, I’m empty inside
I feel like I’m lonely, feel sad and depressed
No sleep isn’t helping, it’s all ’cause of stress
But there’s nothing in life, that’s bothering me
I don’t care...
I’ve called out of work, can’t focus, called out twice
I’ve taken my pills, but they don’t help me sleep
I’m tossing in bed, now I’m starting to weep
I’m crying and shaking, I sit down outside
Can’t control my emotions, I’m empty inside
I feel like I’m lonely, feel sad and depressed
No sleep isn’t helping, it’s all ’cause of stress
But there’s nothing in life, that’s bothering me
I don’t care...
#depression
#dark
#alcohol
#insomnia
#MentalHealth
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The Jester's Armoire
Is it tea time yet?
It feels right.
My dream warped when I stepped into it.
An unfinished conversation with the past keeps haunting my night time slumber.
It gave me a glimpse but my damn thought process is foggy, detached, nothing’s crystal clear.
Even the inner mirror cracked when I looked into it, shattering into bits and pieces floating through my mind’s eye as disassociated memories and reflections.
All I want to do is sleep.
All I want is my slumber.
All I want is renewal.
When will any of it ever come to...
It feels right.
My dream warped when I stepped into it.
An unfinished conversation with the past keeps haunting my night time slumber.
It gave me a glimpse but my damn thought process is foggy, detached, nothing’s crystal clear.
Even the inner mirror cracked when I looked into it, shattering into bits and pieces floating through my mind’s eye as disassociated memories and reflections.
All I want to do is sleep.
All I want is my slumber.
All I want is renewal.
When will any of it ever come to...
#dreams
#insomnia
#sleep
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DU Poetry : Poems About Insomnia Seeking Friendly Advice