Insomnia

It creeps insidiously about me,

Like a fog, real but somehow distant, intangible. 

I reach out, trying to grab on to the dreamworld,

Desperate for the warm embrace. 

Instead I’m left in the dark,

Alone with the rush of thoughts and emotions. 

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