Insomnia my distant friend
I see that you are back again.
Here to toy with my troubled mind
and leave me conflicted with-in time.

Sleepless shadows keep me up at night;
I toss and turn with no end in sight.
Am I dreaming, or is this real?
The line is blurred, yet still I feel;
you are to blame,
as the daze settles in.
Like the fog to my headlights;
I rest with disillusion.

A surreal nightmare,
where I grow weak and cumbersome
unsettled and unaware
I walk through the dreary reality where you come from.

The rain beats on my windshield as I drive down the seemingly endless road.
My days stuck in slow motion; rewind, repeat and go.
When will the sunshine again?
When will I feel alive?
Insomnia, my long lost friend.
It's in my mind you thrive.