Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Nov 2018
another sleepless night
spent worrying about everything and nothing at all.
instead of living in the presence
I am lost in my thoughts
worrying about what might be.
what might be.
I wrote this about 18 months ago. To this day, I’m not able to fall asleep before 3am. If you have any tips for me and my fellow insomnia sufferers, comment down below.
Written by
Anna  20/F
(20/F)   
  396
   Em MacKenzie
Please log in to view and add comments on poems