In the Arms of Insomnia

2 AM thoughts

Dead of night and I’m still awake
Listening to the sounds of the night
The light of the moon and stars comforting my restless thoughts

I’m not your average person
When others are asleep I’m awake
Sometimes busy, sometimes not, but yet still awake

People are always quick to hand out suggestions
“Try this, try that,” they say
“It worked for someone I know”

But they don’t understand who insomnia is
She’s a friend, mother, and lover all in one
Taking me into her arms every night

She is comforting, loving, giving me the energy I never have in the day
Sometimes she fills my thoughts,
But mostly she’s just there beside me

Come morning light, she will leave and I will sleep
I will wake up tired and not ready to do life
But I know I will be okay and night will come

And I will be in the arms of insomnia once again