Restless Insomnia

Sleep eludes me,

taking with it the hopes

of dreaming with you

and all the years in between

that have allowed you to remain

the protagonist

in my slumber land.

 

I don’t know how to remove

your kisses from my skin,

your hands from my heart,

your laughter from my ears.

 

Sleep disappears

with the sounds of the rain

wrestling with the ground,

leaves squashed, decomposing into earth,

infusing the smell

into my room with autumn winds.

 

The sounds smooth,

ironing all the folded corners of my memories

and what it was to be loved

the way you unconditionally did so without fears.

It’s 3 AM

and thoughts are lost in here,

out there,

with the flutter of air

swirling around like a tornado

trying to make sense of what will become

of me

without another to hold my heart again

the way you have held mine tightly

from that other world.

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13 thoughts on “Restless Insomnia

  1. I like how the sense of loss is shown in nature

    “Sleep disappears

    with the sounds of the rain

    wrestling with the ground,

    leaves squashed, decomposing into earth,

    infusing the smell

    into my room with autumn winds.”

    Well done …. 🙂

  2. This is really beautiful! At least insomnia can provide you with some creative inspiration for your poetry. I feel like insomnia is a curse for me sometimes, but wonder if I should just ride it out and use that time productively.

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