Insomnia
It’s 4:00 am, yet to dawn Gazing past the window Thoughts wild and desolate My anxiety has spawn The fear is real Deep inside my mind Within feelings surreal Where I’m drowned Listening to the silence Hours have passed Slowly I’m withering Longing to belong My demons are still quiet But they won’t let me sleep With dried tears on my pillow Still I silently weep Nobody knows Except the moon In the midnight sky Who gently tries to croon I sit upright in my solitude Staring at him Between the skies darkly blued He showed me comfort conversing with spree Gleaming in the dusk Behind a palm tree He stayed till the very last Despite thousand miles away from me I wonder now if the moon Comes up every night So the Stars don’t feel alone In that pretty sight - Audrey.C