Insomniac Poetry

It's not just working swing shift or night shift that's kept me up at night. A lot of the time I've dealt with some insomnia. To the point where it feels like just a part of the human condition. The only bright side is it's peaceful and sometimes writing flows more easily. Here's a little mini collection.

7/12/2018

Knowing that tragedy is an almost
universal part of the human experience
does not make it much easier when it's
your turn to deal with it.

7/28/18

Dusk and Dawn
Neither night or day
Beauty of a sunrise
A sunset
The drop of dew
Memories come
Fleeting
Until the time is whisked away

8/23/18

Everytime my heart breaks a little bit
more
I keep crashing into the Door
Jam
There's nothing I seem able to do
I can't even put on a shoe
right

9/4/19

You can be saved and still be broken
Both from self inflicted wounds
And something deeper underneath

I don't believe in a higher power
I know their here
Felt them here too many times

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