Endless Sleep, Sleep Nevermore

The battle I am facing with not getting any sleep and the effects of it on my mind.

My mind thrashes and spins throughout the witching hour
I wonder if the sandman will ever pay me a visit and touch me with his sweet release
As my body and soul begin to weaken and crushed by a stronger power

My inner voice cries out drifting through the clouds but never finding understanding ears
So the voices in my head begin to take on a form of their own
And the person I once was is consumed and beaten and never again sheds a tear

This battle and chaos continues to rage on as it spreads through out my veins
As I long for rest and peace in the darkening sleep that never comes
I drift and begin to wonder of the sweet release from the red flowing rain.

Reviews

[LisetteCanWrite!]

Wow.. a mix of emotions with hints of darkness in undertones displayed for a challenge many face nightly! Great flow .. I struggle sometimes but not so much with thoughts as with energy.. I try to write and read as much as possible to alleviate and tire myself... one's own thoughts can become distorted .. the red flowing rain was puzzling .. another reader took a guess that would be my thoughts as well.. hopefully not! No struggle is worth suicide.. I hope you find that rest.. and things improve! =)

[A]

Random...but nevermore in your title reminded me of "Meet The Parents" when Jack reads his poem to his mom. LOL...sorry just had to put that out there. :) But this poem is really good! I really like the rhythm and word flow. I'm sure a lot of people can relate to this poem too! Great writing and poem! :)

[LJW]

Sweet release from the red.....suicide? That would be the eternal sleep for sure. Am I reading that wrong?

Good depiction of sleep deprivation.

Have you tried Tylenol PM? Works for me. :-)