Poems About Insomnia Seeking Honest Critique
#insomnia
Ljdynamic
Poem Published
10th May 2024 10:46am
10th May 2024 10:46am
Insomniacs Have Nightmares
Yeah, so what
I consider myself damaged.
Gram by gram
I try to smoke away my problems
and I tend to stay awake
past the resting hours.
Lying here
when I am supposed to be sleeping,
thinking about pushing flowers.
My head caught spinning so fast
that I missed the directive.
Sending me in the wrong direction,
missing my connection.
Having a conniption
because I am not sure where
I am headed but wherever it is
I know that path is a dead end.
I consider myself damaged.
Gram by gram
I try to smoke away my problems
and I tend to stay awake
past the resting hours.
Lying here
when I am supposed to be sleeping,
thinking about pushing flowers.
My head caught spinning so fast
that I missed the directive.
Sending me in the wrong direction,
missing my connection.
Having a conniption
because I am not sure where
I am headed but wherever it is
I know that path is a dead end.
#anxiety
#depression
#insomnia
#MentalHealth
#WritingPoetry
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PAR
Poem Published
30th Apr 2024 10:27pm
30th Apr 2024 10:27pm
Insomniac
let me be quiet
chewing my silence
ruminating on your absence
your essence on my skin
your existence on my body
your reference about my fear
let me be quiet
in a corner of the room
in the aquarium sand
your breath in my ears
your presence in my eyes
your carelessness in your hair
let me be alone
let me be unique
let me be basic
your shiver and trembling
your trembling and chill
your chill and shiver
let me leave you...
chewing my silence
ruminating on your absence
your essence on my skin
your existence on my body
your reference about my fear
let me be quiet
in a corner of the room
in the aquarium sand
your breath in my ears
your presence in my eyes
your carelessness in your hair
let me be alone
let me be unique
let me be basic
your shiver and trembling
your trembling and chill
your chill and shiver
let me leave you...
#freedom
#insomnia
#memories
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6 Comments
OyateInyanNajin
Poem Published
14th Apr 2024 00:15am
14th Apr 2024 00:15am
FALLING EVER FURTHER MORE DEEPLY AWAY (12-13-1995, 3:36a.m., Galveston Island, Texas)
i stay up all night at times
perhaps to steal back time
that i feel is being stolen away from me
i stay up in my head
keeping watch from my inner battlements
looking for the shadow of death
breathlessly lurking all about me here
across and throughout each long night
concealed in invisible layers of so much
mysterious deadly craftiness
stealthily stealing ever closer to me
all the time day and night
it knows i watch in wait for it
as even here now
i listen for the clacking
of it s sneaking bones
trying to slip in ...
perhaps to steal back time
that i feel is being stolen away from me
i stay up in my head
keeping watch from my inner battlements
looking for the shadow of death
breathlessly lurking all about me here
across and throughout each long night
concealed in invisible layers of so much
mysterious deadly craftiness
stealthily stealing ever closer to me
all the time day and night
it knows i watch in wait for it
as even here now
i listen for the clacking
of it s sneaking bones
trying to slip in ...
#anxiety
#insomnia
#illness
#PTSD
#disability
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OyateInyanNajin
Poem Published
12th Apr 2024 1:06am
12th Apr 2024 1:06am
TIME FLIES AS DO I (11-9-1995; Galveston Island, Texas)
it seems
the later i stay up
each night
the faster time
flys by
insomnia slings me
again and again
centrifugally
like a nocturnal throw of the dice
through a lopsided
elliptical orbit
increasingly further
around and beyond
all common sense and logic
beyond sleep s central
restorative processing experience
into the alchemical digestive enzymes
of tomorrow morning s
now fast approaching
first light
as i sail through these dark slippery...
the later i stay up
each night
the faster time
flys by
insomnia slings me
again and again
centrifugally
like a nocturnal throw of the dice
through a lopsided
elliptical orbit
increasingly further
around and beyond
all common sense and logic
beyond sleep s central
restorative processing experience
into the alchemical digestive enzymes
of tomorrow morning s
now fast approaching
first light
as i sail through these dark slippery...
#spiritual
#insomnia
#healing
#disability
#cancer
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Kementic1
Poem Published
13th Mar 2024 11:28pm
13th Mar 2024 11:28pm
A Is For Anxiety
Thinking about my Sports Teams Politics and my personal life
is a never ending carnival of strife
One minute I am playing Captain Save a Hoe
next worrying about my Instacart order and if in my bank acct I have enough dough
Will it rain sleet and snow
and bc of the writers strike where the hell is my favorite tv show.
My sleeping pattern has no rhythm or rhyme
and will Trump ever be convicted of a criminal crime
The forms of my mental discontent come in a variety
I guess that is why Big Bird taught me that-A Is For Anxiety ...
is a never ending carnival of strife
One minute I am playing Captain Save a Hoe
next worrying about my Instacart order and if in my bank acct I have enough dough
Will it rain sleet and snow
and bc of the writers strike where the hell is my favorite tv show.
My sleeping pattern has no rhythm or rhyme
and will Trump ever be convicted of a criminal crime
The forms of my mental discontent come in a variety
I guess that is why Big Bird taught me that-A Is For Anxiety ...
#anxiety
#insomnia
#MentalHealth #vulnerability
#MentalHealth #vulnerability
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OyateInyanNajin
Poem Published
24th Feb 2024 4:33am
24th Feb 2024 4:33am
LONG NIGHT EMPTY DREAMTIME SONGS (5-28-2001, 4:00am; Galveston Island Texas)
drifting
detached
adrift afloat again
neither awake nor sleeping
waiting through this
long night empty
for deeper restful sleep
to come
yet beyond behind
this late night s buzzing silence
still echoing through my head
some distant siren
faintly stirs
somewhere out there in the darkness
near night s whispering
ghostly brink
deep within beyond
my present hypnogogic state s
stuck in neutral
empty nothing
when suddenly
some remote inner beacon s
pin point spark...
detached
adrift afloat again
neither awake nor sleeping
waiting through this
long night empty
for deeper restful sleep
to come
yet beyond behind
this late night s buzzing silence
still echoing through my head
some distant siren
faintly stirs
somewhere out there in the darkness
near night s whispering
ghostly brink
deep within beyond
my present hypnogogic state s
stuck in neutral
empty nothing
when suddenly
some remote inner beacon s
pin point spark...
#night
#LifeAsAWriter
#insomnia
#WritingPoetry
#SelfReflection
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Green_Arrow
Poem Published
5th Feb 2024 11:24am
5th Feb 2024 11:24am
Her One Last Chance To Finally Get Some Sleep
My
sister
suffered from
insomnia
so much that she got
desperate enough to
strip dow, put on a robe and
follow a hot stud into his
apartment. And it must have worked for
she woke up the next day still in his bed.
sister
suffered from
insomnia
so much that she got
desperate enough to
strip dow, put on a robe and
follow a hot stud into his
apartment. And it must have worked for
she woke up the next day still in his bed.
#sister
#fiction
#insomnia
#dialogue
#sensual
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TranquilChi
Poem Published
10th Nov 2023 11:11am
10th Nov 2023 11:11am
Inner Monologue
Sadly my thoughts wither away
As the noise inside booms loudly
A cloud of doom looms above me
My ideas muddled so abruptly
As the moment they arrive
It takes no time for them to die
My own voice betrays me
With every thought a battle fought
A war I can’t win a demon within
A poison I can’t bleed out
I just want a moment of silence
A request not of greed but of need
Many nights I stayed awake
Drunk off insomnia
So I may think no longer
And then when I finally sleep
I awake the next day
To the voice of...
As the noise inside booms loudly
A cloud of doom looms above me
My ideas muddled so abruptly
As the moment they arrive
It takes no time for them to die
My own voice betrays me
With every thought a battle fought
A war I can’t win a demon within
A poison I can’t bleed out
I just want a moment of silence
A request not of greed but of need
Many nights I stayed awake
Drunk off insomnia
So I may think no longer
And then when I finally sleep
I awake the next day
To the voice of...
#depression
#insomnia
#MentalHealth
#hell
#vulnerability
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cabcool
Poem Published
7th Nov 2023 5:46am
7th Nov 2023 5:46am
night is a golden dream
Poems of Innocence
Broken loaves, abundant giving;
Broken lives, abundant living―cab
no. 2. night is a golden dream
night is a golden dream
scarce bursting at the seam
bound by insomnia
and paranoia
a pillow full of pain
yielding no restful gain
the weary soul would seek
or solace for the meek
for in day's interim
when full you waxed of whim
you loved yourself alone
...
Broken loaves, abundant giving;
Broken lives, abundant living―cab
no. 2. night is a golden dream
night is a golden dream
scarce bursting at the seam
bound by insomnia
and paranoia
a pillow full of pain
yielding no restful gain
the weary soul would seek
or solace for the meek
for in day's interim
when full you waxed of whim
you loved yourself alone
...
#dreams
#night
#insomnia #sleep
#insomnia #sleep
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4 Comments
Savage_Wordz73
Poem Published
30th Oct 2023 2:19am
30th Oct 2023 2:19am
40 Yard Stare
40 Yard Stare
orig (906) poetry
10/15
By: D.L.Brown
aka
$tr8 $av
Wikkid Rich
Wires crossed
all wrong
bulbs burnt out
blown fuses
burnt smell in
the air
Da#n Heart on
Sleeve again
It still isn't fully
repaired from the
last time I choose
to wear it out there.
Considering going out
on A
-Date=
To the Fair
Me?!
actually going
somewhere
Instead of
locking down
within 4 walls
blowing thick
clouds into the air
Stuck
Pipe Drunk, ...
orig (906) poetry
10/15
By: D.L.Brown
aka
$tr8 $av
Wikkid Rich
Wires crossed
all wrong
bulbs burnt out
blown fuses
burnt smell in
the air
Da#n Heart on
Sleeve again
It still isn't fully
repaired from the
last time I choose
to wear it out there.
Considering going out
on A
-Date=
To the Fair
Me?!
actually going
somewhere
Instead of
locking down
within 4 walls
blowing thick
clouds into the air
Stuck
Pipe Drunk, ...
#depression
#insomnia
#addiction #MentalHealth
#addiction #MentalHealth
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5 Comments
155u35
Poem Published
27th Oct 2023 5:01pm
27th Oct 2023 5:01pm
Caught like prey
I don’t want to be that person
That lives in different lands,
Obeys and plays a person
Obedient to a command.
There’s something about this person I don’t like
And cage away,
It creeps upon me ‘caught like prey’
It sinks in its talons,
No intention of releasing its grasp,
No space to breathe a reason I need,
To make my breathing last.
That lives in different lands,
Obeys and plays a person
Obedient to a command.
There’s something about this person I don’t like
And cage away,
It creeps upon me ‘caught like prey’
It sinks in its talons,
No intention of releasing its grasp,
No space to breathe a reason I need,
To make my breathing last.
#depression
#insomnia
#MentalHealth
#weakness
#vulnerability
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1 Comment
ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
19th Sep 2023 10:01pm
19th Sep 2023 10:01pm
Somnia
Insomnia
And I sleep,
or contemplate sleep,
or lust after sleep,
as if it'd be
a benediction -
wake on a breath,
melt in
to the heroic lullaby
of deep, heavy rain
hitting the frames, hitting the roof,
that used to do it for me -
and when it still doesn't come
I have been known to fold
on other means
like reading,
like yawning,
like collapsing inward and closing,
it just isn't enough anymore,
the body slugs on
searching for hope in her waking hours,
so now one has to reach out ...
And I sleep,
or contemplate sleep,
or lust after sleep,
as if it'd be
a benediction -
wake on a breath,
melt in
to the heroic lullaby
of deep, heavy rain
hitting the frames, hitting the roof,
that used to do it for me -
and when it still doesn't come
I have been known to fold
on other means
like reading,
like yawning,
like collapsing inward and closing,
it just isn't enough anymore,
the body slugs on
searching for hope in her waking hours,
so now one has to reach out ...
#insomnia
#sleep
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1 Comment
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