When You Can't Sleep

By Rhys Ki

Why does it always sound like someone’s down the hallway?
And ghosts hide in the shadows of my door frame?
Memories breathe the frost on my window pane.
Regret riddles all the thought in my brain.

I could have sworn I heard haunting footsteps,
Somewhere in the dark recesses of my mind.
Maybe it’s because since you left,
I have not slept.
I can’t seem to leave you behind.

Reminiscing impedes upon daily life for me.
Even after you leave,
You still reside in me.
My soul is racked with grief.
When will I finally be freed?

I could have sworn I heard haunting footsteps,
Somewhere in the dark recesses of my mind.
Maybe it’s because since you left,
I have not slept.
I can’t seem to leave you behind.

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Published on Thursday, June 7, 2007. Filed under: "Lyrics"

Comments on "When You Can't Sleep"

A former member wrote: I like how you kept repeating "I have not slept, I could not leave you behind" that gives the poem a more haunting feeling. Overall, good job ^^ you kept the poem together, the message got through, and it stayed on subject. Nice!!
On Saturday, August 2, 2008, Mistress Shadow (249) wrote:

Beautifully put.
A former member wrote: great write
On Friday, November 30, 2007, Sketso (416) wrote:

Wow... am sitting here, 'sleepless', so the title caught me. I read this several times over, and each time, something else jumped out to slap me in the face. I, too, hear the rattle of dry bones in my closet...
A former member wrote: this great i knowsome of your feelings in this one.. like a ghost is in your house.. you can hear them walking one sec and there gone the next.. great job and Welcome to DP
On Tuesday, July 31, 2007, Mylissa (825) wrote:

beautifully woven...welcome.
On Thursday, June 7, 2007, Preacher X (34) wrote:

Great poem, really has good presence. Easily related too as well which I personally think is fairly important for a Poem. Congrats on a good write.
On Thursday, June 7, 2007, Dancing_Monkey (1228) wrote:

I were hunted by ghosts untill i turned 14 and got rid of my teddy bear.. true storry i kid you not.. great wrte btw. and yeah wellcome to this place of marvel and wonders
A former member wrote: mmmm... no solace in a soul possessed, are we not all bound to what we christen as sacred, to our obsessions... I like the way the title seems to imply that there are two sleepless people... what irony if the 'you' addressed is indeed sleepless, too... we
A former member wrote: lcome to dp