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Insomnia is a terrible friend - waking you up in the middle of the night, not letting you sleep. The hours tic by slowly. A dog barks somewhere in the distance. The heavy hand of my friend on my shoulder keeps me from going far. Leaning against the wall, (sitting) in the dark, waiting for the moon or the dusk or anything to distract oneself from this solitude. A woman I care for lays in the other room, but I can't touch her because she is in slumber. What a cruel friend you are, my friend of the night, waking me up to torture me. |
Copyright ©2009 Ashi Shadow -21/08/09 at Elena's.
Insomia, you visiteth me again, I awake at first slowly, and then flush with heat, my mind is completely alert, the problems of the coming day swirl in my mind, what is the solution here, what is the solution there, all these questions, but no answers, insomnia visiteth me again, his friend depression will follow. djb [In response]