Poems About Insomnia by Top Critiquers
#insomnia
Midnight Tunes
Dancing clouds floated above
Intoxicating smoke curling in the air
From the incense of insomnia
Rose with midnight tunes
A lento slithering from the chime
To fill every hollowed nook
With the sweet-smelling fragments
Of bitter-echoing remnants
Whispering softly to lull me awake
Intoxicating smoke curling in the air
From the incense of insomnia
Rose with midnight tunes
A lento slithering from the chime
To fill every hollowed nook
With the sweet-smelling fragments
Of bitter-echoing remnants
Whispering softly to lull me awake
#insomnia
#night
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there's no beauty in this ..
I look at the moon
and feel nothing but disgust
another night awake
another night without sleep ..
and feel nothing but disgust
another night awake
another night without sleep ..
#insomnia
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6 Comments
Swords and Mirrors
screaming fits inside
quietly swallowed with a grin
heart palpitations worsening
expecting the falling sword
halved and sliced
serpent dwelling in stomach
ripped out with scalpels
seized and flung into fire
quiet as hushed baby breaths
slumber knocks on mirrors
never entering just yearning
for Sandman's company to a dreary dawn
quietly swallowed with a grin
heart palpitations worsening
expecting the falling sword
halved and sliced
serpent dwelling in stomach
ripped out with scalpels
seized and flung into fire
quiet as hushed baby breaths
slumber knocks on mirrors
never entering just yearning
for Sandman's company to a dreary dawn
#insomnia
#illness
#sleep
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15 Comments
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
188 reads
3 Comments
I Must End the Turmoil
#anxiety
#apathy
#depression
#insomnia
#PTSD
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5 Comments
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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12 Comments
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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Morning Magic
dull-yellow, squared
numbers flicker into
focus
ten past seven~
way too early
again
a single moment
spent in blissful clarity
where I still allow myself
to see you and I as
you and I,
before my thoughts
realize my eyes are awake
and it is drowned, choking
on fear and resentment
I’m awake, I’m awake already
groaning in defeat
although I beat the alarm
by three full hours,
I roll over and begin
another day inside the frame;
a thousand small spells
taking the form...
numbers flicker into
focus
ten past seven~
way too early
again
a single moment
spent in blissful clarity
where I still allow myself
to see you and I as
you and I,
before my thoughts
realize my eyes are awake
and it is drowned, choking
on fear and resentment
I’m awake, I’m awake already
groaning in defeat
although I beat the alarm
by three full hours,
I roll over and begin
another day inside the frame;
a thousand small spells
taking the form...
#insomnia
#StreamOfConsciousness
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12 Comments
Mystic dreams
Angel tears
Fall through the years
Of everlasting sorrow
Serpents tongue
Lashing the young
Blessings no longer borrowed
Exiled truth
Hidden from youth
Frozen lies in clouds amber
Mystic dreams
Piercing the seams
From stolen childrens slumber
Fall through the years
Of everlasting sorrow
Serpents tongue
Lashing the young
Blessings no longer borrowed
Exiled truth
Hidden from youth
Frozen lies in clouds amber
Mystic dreams
Piercing the seams
From stolen childrens slumber
#depression
#insomnia
#MentalHealth
#nightmares
#fear
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5 Comments
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