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Insomnia

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In the dead silence of the night your mind starts to wander. You no longer feel alive, you feel numb and empty. Insomnia is a special kind of torture, one that can drive a man to his breaking point. You are up days on end begging for sleep. You try to sleep and you lay there. And you are all alone. No one there to help you and No one there to tell you that the demons you are facing are all in your head. You are left to fight them by yourself. People will tell you that they are there for you, but you know its all lies. Because no matter what at 4 am when you are still awake begging for sleep, I guarantee you that everyone who has said that you aren’t alone and that they are there for you, is enjoying that pleasure you are longing for. So why believe anyone? They are all liars anyways. You can see the creatures of the night surrounding you, all the demons that were once in your head come alive. You can feel them breathing down your neck and feel their deathly clutches. Who is there to help you then? That’s right, no one. You are all alone. They all hate you anyway, so they don’t care. They don’t care that you are laying in bed right now crying your eyes out because of how bad you just want to sleep. It doesn’t matter to them. Because every night they lay in their beds and drift off to that wonderful oasis that you desire.  

This isnt my normal poem, but its just a bit of mindless writing that I wrote to deal with the fact that I CANNOT SLEEP.
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