Insomnia
like a drug
or a possessive girlfriend
insomnia is a little pill you take to intoxicate
it blurs your thoughts
and slows your motion
it keeps you up late at night
with its psychotic devotion
she calls you at 1:00 in the morning
after partying hard
just when your eyes are about to close
that annoying little voice that seems to
crack itself into your skull
"What am I going to do tomorrow?!"
"Am I fat?"
"You need to talk about your feelings more"
"I want a hot pocket"
now I’ll give Insomnia credit
she's not two faced
Insomnia only has one side
the possessive side
a demanding and insisting side
I stay up late watching TV
the remote is by my side
but its been on the same channel for hours
I can't hear a thing
over the mindless babble
things become a blur
like closing eyelids
but insomnia is that little silver light
that keeps you awake
she's quite the addictive little lady
but I need to think of a way
to let her down easy