Time ticks away
though the ridged hands
seem to fight the urge,
minutes slowly disappear.
Amongst the dark,
silently counting life,
my body lays still,
breathing in rhythm.
Mind drifting in-between
reality and dreams,
blurring all the lines,
deprived of sleep.
Powerfully penned, CG. An excellent write that pretty much sums up dealing with insomnia my friend. Been there many times myself. Nicely done. Appreciate you.
Damian