It's 4 am
Insomnia glows faintly
Like a phosphorescent
Jellyfish

Creeping down
Drifting in
It encloses you

Its poison
Burns
As do your eyes

Paralyzed yet
Conscious

Too tired
To fight it
To awake
To drift with it

Through the veil
Pain flares
Like a volcanic spout

Brain screams
Nothing but
Muffled screams
In the oceanic deep
Of your pillow