Yet another night I can’t sleep
Wombs pulsing bleeding
Hormones mixing with psychiatric drugs
Insomnia potent & sleep unwilling
Active brain still singing whilst tired body craves rest
No matter where I lay my head
No silence no peace just echoes of me
Vivid thoughts of life unlived & things undone regrets restraints
I lie & lie willing silence to come
Light breaks the blind
Words beg to be freed
No freedom in sleep



  1. She says:

    I was SO there last night. gah.

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