Long Poems About Insomnia
#insomnia
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
16th Oct 2019 5:31pm
16th Oct 2019 5:31pm
The Disevolving of one's Personal Evolution
not taking "it" for granted,
(thought granted
it
may well be ),
my eye is amazed to see how
far
from The mainstream, or the mainstream's
mainstem. my thinking has,
(shall we say),
...
(thought granted
it
may well be ),
my eye is amazed to see how
far
from The mainstream, or the mainstream's
mainstem. my thinking has,
(shall we say),
...
#war
#confessional
#insomnia
#confusion
#choices
452 reads
2 Comments
Orc_Pirate_68
Poem Published
29th Aug 2019 7:18am
29th Aug 2019 7:18am
Late Night Thoughts About my Upcoming Trip
Late at night, when I can't sleep, I find,
That you've taken hold of my mind,
You haunt me like a ghost,
In my dreams of what I wish most...
A life, a love, with you....
Just to hold your hand,
Every obstacle, together, we could withstand...
Just leaning my head on your shoulder, arms around you, saying nothing,
Yet with one look into your eyes, saying everything....
Just to curl up beside you,
And chitchat the whole night through,
Talking about our hopes and dreams for the future,
Our love so pure....
...
That you've taken hold of my mind,
You haunt me like a ghost,
In my dreams of what I wish most...
A life, a love, with you....
Just to hold your hand,
Every obstacle, together, we could withstand...
Just leaning my head on your shoulder, arms around you, saying nothing,
Yet with one look into your eyes, saying everything....
Just to curl up beside you,
And chitchat the whole night through,
Talking about our hopes and dreams for the future,
Our love so pure....
...
#love
#hope
#insomnia
#dialogue
#travel
476 reads
2 Comments
shadow_starzzz
Poem Published
22nd Jul 2019 8:18pm
22nd Jul 2019 8:18pm
Peeping Tom
There’s no one for miles, just me and the crashing waves rolling into shore, and the soft glow of twinkling nebulae, and I’m fascinated by how the milkyway provides a different shade in the twilight hours, along with a full moon.
I’m sure the floor to ceiling windows provided him with whatever opportunity to shadow my movements, even after he’d anchor himself just offshore, and I’d watch him, watching me.
I caught him with his pants down, and his big hard cock in his hand one night; watching me through his binoculars, and he was startled by the cold tip of a double...
I’m sure the floor to ceiling windows provided him with whatever opportunity to shadow my movements, even after he’d anchor himself just offshore, and I’d watch him, watching me.
I caught him with his pants down, and his big hard cock in his hand one night; watching me through his binoculars, and he was startled by the cold tip of a double...
#insomnia
729 reads
6 Comments
Lozzamus
Poem Published
22nd Jun 2019 10:53pm
22nd Jun 2019 10:53pm
A Concert Pianist Trapped In The Past, North London 2002
Manchester
Buildings ressembling cashew nuts. A church spire, matching in colour. A hill. I float restlessly, down the hill, past the brown-reddish buildings.
The people have come for me. After all these years, they've tracked me down to London. They find me in the front room of a house.
My home.
It's over.The ringleader strikes me across the face. A backhander. It's years since anyone did that.
They leave. Or, at least, I think they do. Nothing seems certain anymore.
A few houses down, people sit in a square or a circle, praying.
Afterwards, these...
Buildings ressembling cashew nuts. A church spire, matching in colour. A hill. I float restlessly, down the hill, past the brown-reddish buildings.
The people have come for me. After all these years, they've tracked me down to London. They find me in the front room of a house.
My home.
It's over.The ringleader strikes me across the face. A backhander. It's years since anyone did that.
They leave. Or, at least, I think they do. Nothing seems certain anymore.
A few houses down, people sit in a square or a circle, praying.
Afterwards, these...
#anxiety
#violence
#insomnia #PTSD
#insomnia #PTSD
456 reads
4 Comments
Phaedra_Farrow
Ina
Ina
Poem Published
30th May 2019 6:34pm
30th May 2019 6:34pm
No one can tell the difference
#anxiety
#insomnia
#addiction
#MentalHealth
#apathy
768 reads
2 Comments
zinnzinn
ZINNNNIZ
ZINNNNIZ
Poem Published
28th May 2019 9:19am
28th May 2019 9:19am
RAMBLINGLY WRITTEN IDIOMS
Liar liar pants on fire
Hang yourself from a telephone wire
The grass is or is it not always greener on the other side
If you can't see eye to eye
Then disagree because
All lies die
You can't squeeze blood out of a turnip
Just like you can't cross that bridge once you've burned it
Chewing tobacco chewing tobacco chewing tobacco spit
Pissing in the wind falling back into sh*t
It's time to piss on the fire and call in the dogz
Little Johnny went and smoked some sh*t
and got eaten by the hogz
Cut off your...
Hang yourself from a telephone wire
The grass is or is it not always greener on the other side
If you can't see eye to eye
Then disagree because
All lies die
You can't squeeze blood out of a turnip
Just like you can't cross that bridge once you've burned it
Chewing tobacco chewing tobacco chewing tobacco spit
Pissing in the wind falling back into sh*t
It's time to piss on the fire and call in the dogz
Little Johnny went and smoked some sh*t
and got eaten by the hogz
Cut off your...
#insomnia
#SelfReflection
#nostalgia
#meditation
#childhood
652 reads
2 Comments
Bl_nk
Poem Published
18th Dec 2018 9:48pm
18th Dec 2018 9:48pm
How many more nights?
Will this feeling ever end? ... as lights danced around the room, from the flickering candle, taunting me as if they are saying, “Hah, here you are again, sitting alone, no one around to share your thoughts with, just you” ... How many more lonely nights? How many more sleepless ones? How many more nights just like this one ...
As my mind races through the night, I wonder if others desire company as much as I do ... Sitting alone, looking at the moon and imagining what it would feel like to have someone there with me, we don’t have to talk, we could just be there, be in each...
As my mind races through the night, I wonder if others desire company as much as I do ... Sitting alone, looking at the moon and imagining what it would feel like to have someone there with me, we don’t have to talk, we could just be there, be in each...
#loneliness
#insomnia
#confusion
470 reads
1 Comment
HadesRising
Poem Published
12th Aug 2018 10:30am
12th Aug 2018 10:30am
INSOMNOMICON
Every time I close my eyes
The fire still burns
With screaming voices
Will it ever be my turn?
What ever have I become
As I write this Insomnomicon?
The madness everlasting
Faces in shadow
Dead eyes stare at me
Dragging me deep down below
I feel so dead
Dead in my heart
Dead to the world
My heart seems to be beating way too hard
And nerves seems severed by your shards
Things aren’t ever quite what they seem
My demons won’t stop clawing at me
Every night I wait with...
The fire still burns
With screaming voices
Will it ever be my turn?
What ever have I become
As I write this Insomnomicon?
The madness everlasting
Faces in shadow
Dead eyes stare at me
Dragging me deep down below
I feel so dead
Dead in my heart
Dead to the world
My heart seems to be beating way too hard
And nerves seems severed by your shards
Things aren’t ever quite what they seem
My demons won’t stop clawing at me
Every night I wait with...
#anger
#anxiety
#ghosts #insomnia
#ghosts #insomnia
715 reads
8 Comments
sammy4444
Poem Published
26th Jul 2018 10:54pm
26th Jul 2018 10:54pm
Reflections at Midnight
Maybe the fortune teller was right;
hands hanging just above my head
as she searched my soul and read
the tea leafs
(green with envy)
Channeling secrets beyond the clouds
held aloft by angels wings...
Maybe something in the song that they sing
told her I was special
Maybe the stains across my aura;
(left from the caress of an invisible hand
from an early age
that granted the God-given gift
of shame)
don’t make me any lesser
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ...
hands hanging just above my head
as she searched my soul and read
the tea leafs
(green with envy)
Channeling secrets beyond the clouds
held aloft by angels wings...
Maybe something in the song that they sing
told her I was special
Maybe the stains across my aura;
(left from the caress of an invisible hand
from an early age
that granted the God-given gift
of shame)
don’t make me any lesser
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ...
#insomnia
#SelfReflection
807 reads
1 Comment
AaHarvey
Poem Published
8th Mar 2018 5:48am
8th Mar 2018 5:48am
Insomnia
#LifeAsAWriter
#insomnia
#sleep
522 reads
0 Comments
Erotic_Goddess
Poem Published
16th Nov 2017 3:05am
16th Nov 2017 3:05am
Brush With Insanity
dress her in cloaks of nervous movements,
my alter ego,
the perception of me,
a victim as I stand mockingly snickering behind her holding the knife I avenge her with.
Survival is the object of my infliction,
The reasoning in my unledgable scrawl on the walls where my mind is held in solitary confinement.
These four padded walls bouncing my thoughts around like hockey pucks,
not one clear destination in the words,
but they are known,
they shake my body in this corner,
rock me in my troubles...
no sleep ...
my alter ego,
the perception of me,
a victim as I stand mockingly snickering behind her holding the knife I avenge her with.
Survival is the object of my infliction,
The reasoning in my unledgable scrawl on the walls where my mind is held in solitary confinement.
These four padded walls bouncing my thoughts around like hockey pucks,
not one clear destination in the words,
but they are known,
they shake my body in this corner,
rock me in my troubles...
no sleep ...
#rejection
#dark
#insomnia
#MentalHealth
#sleep
591 reads
0 Comments
nightbirdblue
Poem Published
30th Oct 2017 5:39pm
30th Oct 2017 5:39pm
Taming the Ten (Beasts Within)
#loneliness
#abuse
#SelfHarm
#depression
#insomnia
879 reads
18 Comments
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