insomnia.
people think it's no big deal.
it's just sleep they say
it's just like staying up late they say
it can't be that bad they say
it's an all nighter they say.
but no it's much more than that
the thoughts that cross your mind every hour , every minute , every second that passes.
the tears that fall once you feel the loneliness creep into your heart and body.
the worries that you will never find the shelter of sleep are the same as a nightmare.
the deep breaths , the trips to the bathroom to wash your tear stained face,
the missed days of school because you are just too weak to spend the whole day in thought ,
the hope that maybe one light will still be on and not everyone is fast asleep without you.
the glasses of water, the calming pills , the sleeping pill every night before you begin the wait, the feeling of getting 5 hours of sleep relives you but even then you still hold on to hope you'll get at least get 4 hours....3 hours.....2 hours.....1 hour.....half of an hour of simple rest.
the constant looking at the clock thinking if you look at it enough times it will go in reverse,
the refreshing of every social media account you have looking for someone anyone who is awake too
the whispered prayer before you try again to get to sleep and the moment you drift off when it's too late and your alarm has rung .
that is the feeling of insomnia
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broken and torn
Poetrythese are a collection of short poems i guess you could call them about depression , anxiety , insomnia and such things bc i do have them . whoever you are and whatever you're facing stay strong and just don't give up and remember you aren't alone...
