Insomniac’s Curse

Invisible toothpicks
Firmly in place
Adrenaline rushing
Like I’ve just run a race

As horses in the wild
My thoughts run free
All dreams of sleep
Have abandoned me

So, I lie here awake
Immersed in the silence
My brain overloading
In sheer defiance

I plead for reprieve
But it only gets worse
It’s just another case
Of the insomniac’s curse

04/13/06

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